It’s August and it’s hot. If there was ever something less obvious to say about Barcelona, I’ve yet to hear it. That’s why this column is about rosé. I’m generally a red drinker and I can appreciate whites in general, but rosé well, it’s generally a bit fat oof. The idea I hear from most winemakers is that they design it to be a lighter red (as most all rosé wines are made from red grapes) that’s also fresh. I can appreciate this, but in the southern latitudes of Spain […]
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