Tag Archives: Rose

Rosé indoors al fresco

29 Jun

Skip to the end for this entry’s challenge.

Mouton gets the award for lushest swag of the year:

The hearty canvas of the bag they sent me with the accompanying insulated sleeve and picnic throw scream “I am solid! But also pink! So!”

And so.

So I had myself a little indoor picnic because I like to celebrate small goth victories like the clouds of Los Angeles’ June gloom.

Not pictured: pistachio cake with pistachio frosting, lemon curd, and milk crumb topping.

Oh wait here’s a picture. It’s ugly though.

There’s a reason this blog is called Scrumptious GRUEL:

I could go on about the marvelous things I make from the Momofuko Milk Bar cookbook but let’s get to the rosé.

Here’s what you’ll feel in a bottle of Mouton Cadet Rosé:

Raspberries and stones. running streams. Strong love. An embrace with vigor. Which is my favorite type of embrace.

Vigorous.

Damn that’s a great word.

More stony up front perhaps a masquerade of the masculinity assumed with Bordeaux yet label and swag is pink but masculine pink and I do maintain real men wear pink.

And so do real goths.

Humble request for someone to make a Venn diagram of goth, toxic masculinity, pink, mental health, and…last one is your call.

Go!

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Just for fun

26 Jun

Holy heck I miss carefree rosé. So here you go.

Rosé I was gonna refuse to think about but here we are I’m giving it a brain cell. One cell. Just know my brain contains multitudes.

2016 Chateau D’Or et de Gueules Rosé

Mourvèdre, Cinsault, Syrah, Grenache

Okay skip ahead for the irreverent analysis sweet sweet content. BUT!!!!! because I’m gearing up to start WSET diploma:

Eye: light salmon, quick tears

Nose: stone, strawberry and honeydew

Tongue: dry, medium acid, medium alcohol (checked it is 12.5 abv), light body, strawberries, raspberries, dry white stones on a bleak plateau (no kidding), and someone stepped on a rose nearby. Finish is quick but no bother because this wine is for rejoicing.

Carry on BUT:

Here are your wine metaphors:

This rosé is a Carl’s Jr. order of fries. It’s not McDonalds. But it is FRIES and they are good and fill that fry bill. So it is with refreshing Provençal rosé. Night boos.

Wine Of late

24 Sep

Dudes these things just…materialize. At my door. And I try them and much of the time I am like “meh” and sometimes I’m like “hey fella” and occcaaaaaaasionally I’m like we can have a third date and that’s this. Our relationship is growing. Sorry for my singleton wine metaphors. I mean I’m not marrying this wine but I would take it to dinner with the fam.

J Vineyards and Winery Brut Rosé

It is bubbly. Of course. But nutty and yeasty and berry-y. And good and refreshing. If I want to drink a bubbly well….gotta say I’ve been learning this love language with the J Winery bubblies. Because I don’t tend to go out of my way for a sparkling wine but they have sent me quite a few and I’ve tasted A LOT of sparkling wine but consistently I have enjoyed the J offerings so who knows.

All of which to say is get a fucking J sparkler, if you are inclined. I am.

Basic: an interlude

21 Jun


Okay thank you Gallo for this shiznit. 

2016 Edna Valley Vineyard California Rosé

It is basic.

But on a hot LA night is it…refreshing? Yah. 

Bracing? Yah. Fuck yah I thought the alcohol level was higher.

Interesting? Oh dot dot dot…(so like literally dot dot dot) Nah. 

The price is straight up value though. Worth it on a hot summer night.

But it is pink and dry and redolent of ripe strawberries and little else but this ain’t no strawberry hill fiasco. It is so crisp dangit. 

And that screwcap just twists off like you live in a “who needs to remember a corkscrew” heaven.

It just fills the bill. The bill being my mouth as I sit here reading Cork Dork by Bianca Bosker for inspo because can’t stop won’t stop. Learning the vino.

Cheers y’all. Go to bed for fuck’s sake.

Can I not?

31 May


…interrupt the Beaujolais crus series for a canned treat?

…drink out of a bottle…or a can?

…drink pink but wear black lipstick?

…watch Clue on repeat?

…make up my own lyrics?

…ENJOY a pink canned wine spritzer thingamabob?

…especially as I got a four-pack in the mail from the generous Gallo folks?

I CAN. I do what I want and what I wanted was a cool bev bordering on uncouth and dessert all in one fell swoop.

Short version:

This tastes of peppy berries and sugar and SweetTarts and fucking teenage happiness. It is a sugar sweet (not even BITTERsweet) Joy of Life Just Because Swill.

I don’t review every drink that arrived at my door. I review this because it is fucking fun and some of you including me may like it. 

BEHOLD: Barefoot Refresh Rosé Spritzer

The website will show a picture of a bottle but this stuff is canned. Could I drink a load of it? Nah. Could I drink this the same way I used to drink Mike’s Hard Lemonade at barbecues? Heck yah.

Could I drink it when needing to be ironically goth thus sporting chains and too much black eyeliner on both eyes and lips but wearing and drinking pink? Fuck yah.

Could I give it to my friend who drinks sweet stuff who likely likes Barefoot’s other pink bevs? Bloody hell yes.

So this can tells you what you are gonna taste because presumably if you bought it you are not going to be slowly sniffing and swirling but gulping but HOPEFULLY appreciating. The can states: “Aromas of raspberry and pomegranate. Enjoy at the beach a backyard BBQ or any barefoot occasion”.

No progress sipping at any of those places but at home I’m always gonna be barefoot and lemme tell you that works too.

 

SPRING (no less dramatic than winter) comes rosé!

5 May


Before I go on, let me give my recommendation. If you see 2015, nab it. Drink it. Love the hell out of it. That being said that advice expires in maybe a year and the following is also so truly worthy:

2016 Chateau de Trinquevedel Tavel

Fucking ephemeral beverages. You can LOVE one vintage and then the next vintage you adore ever so slightly less. But then you can’t source old bottles because wine is a living being. Those old bottles might not continue to stand up.

But if you trust the winemaker you can trust that the future vintages will be delights in their own right.

Fucking youth focused culture. For wine. For anyone.

Actually that’s inaccurate, as wine’s rep amongst the misguided masses is that older is better. But that is not so for rosé, generally.

Still, at this Chateau even if the older ones…expire…you’ve faith they will continue the good work.


The 2015 vintage had me like “FUCK that is still one of the BEST rosés”

The 2016 I liked a tad less. It smelled like more, but lacked the linen complexity of of 2015. Yet I still thought of it this: 

“It has all the elements in a perfect balance, all I miss is starched napkins!”

Then I thought “good golly I’m an idiotic snob.”

But I can’t FUCKING wait to continue to taste the Trinquevedel as the years go by. It is a special wine methinks–and affordable too!

 I have had one bottle of 2015 and a couple of 2016 left and I need the discipline to save one of each to compare when 2017 surfaces. 

So! The side by side of what I have. Well duh yah because I think 2015 may be a smidgen better that inhibits me from judging 2016 accurately.

Oh. Well.

But okay. I will stop waxing poetic on the other years so we can FRIGGIN’ REVEL in the 2016.

Lemme give the 2016 stats:

To the eye: clear, medium plus salmon (nearly peach perfect) and medium tears.

To my nose: clean, medium, strawberries, white cherries, strawberries. And stone. White stone. Youthful.

The most of all important tongue!!!!:

Dry, medium acid, medium minus minus tannin (Iget a hint), Medium alcohol, (13.5%abv which technically is barely medium plus but to me it is medium feeling), body  is medium plus for a rosé!!! Flavor intensity medium plus with flavor of     white and yellow peaches, oak bough, raspberries, stewed strawberries and  rhubarb pie. 

Finish: medium plus medium play take that to mean what you will

This wine goes on!

Join me and we will revel. And since I’m a woman wine professional I call reveling work. Work for the Friggin’ Win.

Lurve y’all! I promise to go back to love but right now I’m in a lurve phase.

Cheers dahhhhlings.

Free lurve

29 Apr

I don’t love this don’t worry. I got it for free but was, based on chums, compelled to tell you of it.

But! It mixes and YOU might be into it.

Barefoot Wine California Rosé

I’m willing to bet some of my non-wine-peeps would be into it. They might prefer it over, say, a Barolo that cost 10 times this. This retails around 8-11 bucks.

And honestly? If you told your bartender “I want something a pink, a tad sweet and generally non-offensive and have I mentioned I like Pinot Grigio and moscato because I do,” then this would be the thing.

It’s too sweet for me. I sip and at first sip think of candied strawberries. That is good. Then I think oh heck that, that’s a LOT of overly sweet strawberry stuff and it is…for a friend of mine that loves this stuff.

So the take home message is this may be your jam and if you have a friend who resents a hint of savory in wine, this may be it. For them.

Oof it also may be for you if you plug it into drinks. I plugged it into this lovely recipe instead of muscat…and it was the stuff for that. Yeaaaa!

Let me be clear: FUCK NO this is not MY wine for sipping. But as required for a cocktail or a friend who (fuck I’m a snob) doesn’t actually love wine, this is your top affordable juice. Also for your drink that wants a splash of semi-sweet wine. 

I think my mom (no offense mom it is good for sweet-ish wine lovers)  would enjoy this as would several chums of mine. In the meantime in the cocktail I linked to I enjoy it. And…okay I do not NOT enjoy it in a glass.

OMG