Summer’s Looking Rosé
Still claiming you “don’t like Spanish rosé”? Incorrect. You’ve just been drinking stuff that belongs in a sangria jug or possibly a petrol tank.
There’s something about a Mallorcan summer that practically demands rosé. Maybe it’s the sunsets. Maybe it’s the fact we’re all a bit too hot and a bit too pleased with ourselves. Either way, the pink stuff is calling, and if your fridge is still stocked with €3.49 headache juice from Mercadona, then mi amor, we need to talk.
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