Tasting Notes: You’re standing in front of the Guggenheim in Bilbao. Imposing steely outcroppings rise up before you in bold defiance of convention. Powerful and full of mineral, flinty, acid-driven dynamism. Its silver walls suggest delineation, while its flowing roof lines give the impression of movement—a graceful dance of green apple, grapefruit, and orange zest. Inside, the warmth of puff pastry, almond, and lemon custard, hallways radiating out in every direction, every wall curved, inviting you deeper inside, as if to say, “come, there’s more to discover.”