The last few years have seen the transformation of rosé from a naive choice to a knowing one, especially in the summer, but I have a hard time finding rosés I really enjoy; most dry rosés taste bitter to me. Our local wine shop, owned by a Frenchman, features an astounding range of French rosés all summer. The last time I stopped by, my friend and store employee Robert — who has become my personal shopper, knowing my tastes and preferences to a “T” — greeted me with the news that they had a new rosé I should try.

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