Trader Joe's is pretty much my happy place. Yes, the parking lot is crazy, the aisles are jam-packed, and God forbid I go on a Saturday morning. But once there, they've got the best selection of quirky snacks, artisanal condiments and prepared foods around. The thing that really keeps me going back again and again, though, has nothing to do with their food. I'm all about the wine, baby. And we're not talking Two Buck Chuck, though I admit that in college I became quite the Charles Shaw connoisseur. These days, I gravitate toward Trader Joe's other private-label offerings. They...