Sun, soil, fog and magic.
Mixed Whites, yes, but everyone is welcome to this party.
Just look at you. My little 2013 Dry Rosé of Zinfandel Dry Creek Valley - all grown up. You look just as crisp and rosy as your mother did when she was your age. You’ll be quite the knockout at the party, I’m sure. But before your four little Friends get here to take you there, I thought maybe we could have a bit of a chat.
So your mother told me there’s going to be six bottles of 2013 Sauvignon Blanc East Side Vineyard Dry Creek Valley at the party, too. Now, hold on, before you get all “it’s no big deal” on me, just hear me out. See, I was young and aromatic with lime and lemongrass and honey notes just like they are once. I know what it’s like to be full of richly layered grapefruit, green apple and honeydew flavors. I also know that bright acidity isn’t the ONLY thing on their minds at this age.
Honey, please, I’m not trying to embarrass you! I just want to, you know, be careful. You’re a lovely 2013 Dry Rosé of Zinfandel Dry Creek Valley. You have flavors of cherry, vanilla, and red berries, and so naturally they’re going to be interested in getting to know you. I just don’t want you to rush into anything. I know it’s just a party but, I swear, if I hear that one of those Sauvignon Blancs got you to mingle in the same glass as him, I just don’t know what I’ll do!
Okay, fine. I know I’m being overprotective. I should trust you more than I’m doing so now. That’s fine. Your mother told me I need to learn to let go, so I’ll let go. Go to your party. Enjoy yourself. BE CAREFUL. And if any of those punks come near you with a corkscrew, you call home. Daddy will have a baseball bat waiting.