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The horror. Indian Summer just got a lot less summer-y with the news that European rosé suppliers are facing a shortage similar to the one they faced just last year.
Per Grub Street:
“Expect another devastating rosé wine shortage this fall,” the Post warns today, informing readers that French winemaker Chateau d’Esclans is already counseling that all U.S. supplies of its beloved Whispering Angel will be iffy by Labor Day, and totally exhausted after that. Paul Chevalier, the winemaker’s national director, tells the paper, “My last few containers for the U.S. market are arriving next week and that will be it.”
It’s no secret that I’ve personally been drinking up all the rosé Austin has to offer this summer, so I’m delivering this news with a heavy heart. I mean, what’s next? An avocado shortage? A moratorium on emojis? A ban on Instagram geotags that are funny quotes instead of actual locations? How is Europe not privy to the fact that us Americans don’t just like rosé, but that we want to drink all of the rosé they have?
Looks like this fall is going to be just like all the others — filled with organic ciders, chunky sweaters, pumpkin patch Snapchats, and lattes while wearing Bean Boots and dark wash jeans. My daydreams of enjoying a nice rosé on ice out of a pint glass while watching my beloved Detroit Lions will away my Sunday Scaries have been put into jeopardy. It’s just like, hello, what am I supposed to pair my avocado toast with every weekend? I’m going to have to go back to curing my hangovers with Gatorade and Alka Seltzer like the old days. My world is upside down.
One thing’s for sure: despite all of this, there’s a zero percent chance I’ll start buying The Fat Jewish’s White Girl Rosé because that guy’s an asshole. . But until I walk into the store and see a “Sold Out” sign, it’s bottom’s up.
[via Grub Street]
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“Oh. My. GOD! Brunch is like totally ruined now, Todd!” -Things girls say when they read this after college.
And I am hoping she is not catching me staring at the girl two tables over like
I expect great things from you, Todd.
The picture is of Rose Champagne not wine. Amateurs.
Sparkling Rosé, homie. Get out of my face.