No, it’s a light red. No, it’s a rose’. Hold on, you two! says the schizo, you’re both right! Off-red, that’s what I’ll call it, made from grenache. Enormous, phosphorescent cherry-berry fruitiness, bright acidity, no residual sugar but the fruit’ll fool you. Heavier texture than a Tavel, but the comparison is invalid; despite the common cepage, this is clearly a marsupial. Almond Smash for adults. Today, it’s stellar with a home-made Pizza Margherita. Edging toward a Triple Larry.