Happy National Rosé Day everyone!!
Now, to be fair this is a national wine holiday in New Zealand and Australia, but we have friends and colleagues from over that way, so this is for them (and who doesn't love a good wine holiday to celebrate anyways?).
Any day to drink Rosé is a good day, even on cold days paired with roasted ham, and perhaps some charcuterie. Happily, many of those glasses are filled with delicious, mouth watering Rosé from around the globe. I say happily because I remember a time where, due to the lack of overall wine knowledge in , a rosé was tough to find – I’m not saying that good rosé was tough to find, I’m saying any rosé.
Remember Mateus and Lancers? Those were the ones we had in the U.S..
The biggest hurdle for any producers trying to import rosé into the US was the mark that Mateus had made - summed-up in a single word – sweet. And unfortunately, that stigma stuck really, really well. This accompanied another wine stigma ‘sweet wines are cheap and terrible’, which back then, was pretty much true of the sweet wines largely available. To this day the amount of people who refuse to try a rosé ‘because they’re too sweet' is staggering.
It has been a hard climb, but these days many people have come around to the idea that real rosé are often dry, delicious, and perfectly fine (preferred?) to drink out in full view of the public. In fact, the U.S. is now at the pinnacle of rose consumption.
The first appearance of rosé was in ancient Greece, where the wines were a field blend of red and white grapes that had a pink hue, and watered-down as custom and sign of civility. The wines were later brought to what is now the southern part of France, where its popularity in the Mediterranean became so fierce that the region is still known as the primary source if fine, salmon-colored wines.
And now, several hundred years later, every region that can grow grapes has its own variety of delicious rosé wines. As long as you keep an open mind, and serve around 46 ° - 49 °F, you’ll find the next best thing over and over again, likely for years to come.
So wherever you are, enjoy! Those of us at The French Corner are currently buried under several inches of snow - so after all the shoveling, we celebrate!