When I was growing up in the States, rosé had a reputation for being a second rate wine. I don’t know why that is.
However, in St. Martin (the half French, half Dutch island) I noticed it everywhere, restaurants (including upscale ones), beach bars, house parties, etc.
Once my parents moved back to the island, my siblings and I started to spend more time there. My sister, Daniella, LOVES rosé and would insist on stopping by a wine shop to stock up for our stay.
Now, thanks to Daniella, I am a big fan of getting my rosé on the minute the warm weather arrives.
Certain words and images come to mind when I drink rosé: summer, family, friends, good food, beaches, the Caribbean, outdoor seating in my favorite piazza, France, Sicily, parties, pink.
Here’s a write up about rosé from The Kitchn.
Buon weekend a tutti!