While my significant other has many redeeming qualities, there's a gaping hole in his heart (tongue?) where his love for rosé ought to lie. So naturally, I was delighted at the chance to sample a blushing bottle of the quintessential Summer wine this week. Luckily, the 2011 vintage from Rock Wall ($18) made a good case for its genre — it may have even made a convert out of the aforementioned naysayer.
Composed entirely of Grenache grapes grown in Davis, CA, and bottled across the bay in Alameda (practically in Sugar HQ's backyard), the bottle was tart and refreshing, balanced with a subtle sweetness (I'd describe it as teetering between dry and off-dry), and perfumed with the scent of strawberries and citrus. In other words, dangerously drinkable. Like many of its rosy brethren, it would be most at home in an alfresco setting: paired with cheese and crackers at a picnic or with salty appetizers prior to a hearty barbecue meal. Minor domestic squabbles put aside, I imagine I'll be seeing more of this varietal on my table for some time to come.