Juicy red fruit and acidity make Pascal Pibaleau rosé one of the best Loire Valley wines for a stormy New England September.
A delightfully crisp rosé from Denis Jamain of Domaine de Reuilly and one of our favorite summer bottles.
For the past few years, Gobelsburger’s Cistercian Rosé has been one of our best selling, most loved rosés, and a consistent favorite at staff tastings.
Last fall, I had the opportunity to visit the winery of Jean David, in the town of Seguret in the southern Rhône valley.
Jessica and I are highlighting two of our favorite rosés to drink into these last days of summer. Both of these pinks are darker in color and more robust in body than their pale, delicate sisters we were sipping in early summer and spring.
Ahh, rosé season… Every March, I wait expectantly for the release of the year’s rosés like a puppy waits for a treat. I feel a special giddiness the moment we fill our wine shelves with pretty pink and peach-hued bottles that beautifully catch and reflect the sunlight.
‘Tis the season… to drink pink, of course! Everyone and anyone who knows me, knows that once spring has sprung and things are starting to blossom and turn green, all I’m thinking is pink. I wait all year for this season to arrive and look forward to the array of rose-colored bottles that appears on the table at our Cambridge location. So, when a fellow monger asked me to write a little something about rosé for the Formaggio Kitchen blog, I figured it was the perfect excuse to revisit some old favorites while trying some new pinks too!
When Valerie, Ihsan and I visited the Ameztoi Winery in October of last year, rosé season was months away. Now a cool but sunny April has arrived and with it has come our first shipment of Ameztoi Rubentis rosato.
Mosse Moussamoussettes: on a recent trip to New York, I was lucky enough to share a bottle of this lovely little Loire Valley wine with Brooke and Ayse from the Formaggio Kitchen Essex shop.
I admit the name of this wine can be confusing. The bright pink liquid in this bottle has nothing to do with the fruit (black currant) or with the liqueur Crème de Cassis. Instead, this Cassis is the name of a pretty little town on the Cote d’Azur of Provence just between Marseille and Bandol.