The winemaker warned me this rosé was “active” and “needed refrigeration” but did I listen? Of course not. I took a bottle to Mike Sinor’s annual bottle-share, which has become a rather *natty-bro* kind of event: Basically what I’m sayng is: no one here drinks Cab anymore–instead, milky, natural offerings are the common theme. It rode around in my truck all day–no, I didn’t *cook* it, I protected it terribly–but by 4 PM, the capsule was straining with the sort of Miami-beach, banana-hammock issues generic Cialis ads would dream of. It is indeed *alive*. Even in my *not-55* cellar, a little bulge was apparent. Pouring it does indeed produce some effervescence, the nose a natty-sort of layered fruit, cider-y and brilliant in all regards. And loyal readers will remember my high regard for Pinot Gris rosés: I consider them the OG skin-contact wine far before *orange wine* was a trendy thing. Bright brick in the glass, dull cardboard and peachy wonder the placemarks.

Tasting it placates the granola nose, as spice and fruit swell to the forefront. Lilikoi and nectarine take center-stage, the grate of acid and sprite charming and elevating, a completely pointed experience in rosé: one a bit shy of actual bubbles, but carrying weight considerably along thin, fruity lines. This is a fun wine, easy to drink and checking a lot of boxes. Is it Provence rosé? Absolutely not. Is it your new summertime reach? Absolutely.

2022 DEUX PUNX Rosé Pinot Gris Clarksburg 11.9

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