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Funny story. In 1988 when I first started dating my wife, we went to Kermit Lynch's store in Berkeley. I put a bottle of Tempier rosé in our basket. My date, who worked for a large Napa winery, said words to the effect of "I ain't drinking no stinkin' blush" (OK I may have exaggerated for dramatic effect).

Roll on six years and we were making rosé in the south of France. Languedoc rather than Bandol. And our US importer..... none other than Kermit Lynch.

I still make rosé when I can but ripening the grapes for it is much more hit and miss where we are now (Rias Baixas).

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