I will never be able to look at a rosé wine in my life again without remembering my grandfather. He was a maverick of his time and had the audacity at the ripe age of 75 to dream of bottling his own vin biologique right there on the family’s estate. That wasn’t exactly common in those days in the Languedoc in 1975-78, but it completely aligned with his career as a professor of medicine, dedicated to “First, doing no harm.” I can see him sitting around our family’s table under our iconic 100-year-old pine tree, in La Bousquette, a scene … Continue reading →