>Everyone was pretty well-behaved this last Friday night. I think it’s because my new engagement ring is shaped like brass knuckles and could totally cut a bitch.
Oh, but there was this:
Guest: So this rosé is made with what again?
Me: Pinot Noir.
Guest: (Blank stare at glass full of salmon-colored rosé) So is it red?
Me: Pinot Noir is just the grape – it can be used in red, rosé, and Champagne. Champagnes are frequently made with it. The juice inside is white; it’s the skins that are red.
Guest: Okay. So what do you call this?
Me: Rosé. Made from Pinot Noir. (It was actually Sinskey’s very fine vin gris, but if I went into this, the poor guy’s head would have rocketed off into space)
We’ve a long ways to go. I want to start by getting everyone to stop talking about varietals until they have a better grasp of wine.
It’s gotten so bad that whenever someone sits down and says “I want a Pinot,” I say, “No, you don’t.”
If you don’t believe me, I give them a hot-climate Grenache/Syrah blend instead, and they love it.