The final proof that rosé has come back is that it now figures both in the mid market recommendations of magazines and newspapers and in the down market advertisements from the bulk dealers like Dan Murphy in Australia.
The Stelvin top is here to stay, and hooray, I say, to that!
“Think cork,” I said. Did you? If not, why not?
The Wikipedia needs help on rosé, and I am just the guy who can do it!
I have paid as little as two Euros for a NoName wine at a gas station in France, and as much as $AUD 50 for a Bandol Tempier in Melbourne.
I found more rosés than I had time to drink at Dean and De Lucca’s in Georgetown. I vowed to return as soon as possible, Reader, to pursue knowledge for you.
Emboldened, I went back to try another, not knowing when to quit, when do we learn that? Not soon enough in this case.
Dedicated as I am, I have also dared to try some “wines” that remind me that there are limits to my search for knowledge on your behalf, Reader.
“Pretty in Pink,” “Pink House,” “Arrogant Frog,” and others that I will not dignify by reference.
Is it cherry, strawberry, water melon, ruby grapefruit, or raspberry? Moi, je prefere raspberry.
The French defined a “noble grape,” purely objectively, as one that produced a fine table wine without the need to blend in another grape. By sheer coincidence all the grapes grown in France were noble, while none grown in Spain and Italy were.
Wait! I hear the pedants among you, as is to be expected, quibbling.
There is, and always has been, more to rosé than Mateus.
In 2006 I gave myself an OOPS award.
I replied to the questions in a recording which is attached
I had an inquiry from a research centre on campus about the use of the blog for teaching and research.
Continue reading “Using the blog for teaching and research.”
Forced to be free.
Over the years I have accumulated mementoes from students.
