This is the wine for the long lunch that wasn't supposed to be a long lunch. You met for one drink and now it's three hours later, the bread basket has been refilled twice, and somebody just suggested ordering another bottle without consulting the table because obviously. Fragrant, savoury, and properly dry, this is rosé that doesn't muck around with sugar or pretend to be pink lemonade. It's a blend of classic Italian red varieties grown in the Hilltops, which means it knows how to behave at the table, holds its own next to anything from a cheese plate to a roast lamb, and finishes long and clean so you're already thinking about the next sip. Drink it cold, drink it slow, cancel your afternoon.
