Grawlix Rose Sonoma 2018 | $20 Insiders Rose for $13!
Grawlix Rose Sonoma 2018 presents a salmon-pink in the glass, bursting with grapefruit, mango, and raspberry aromatics. This shows a superb nervy backbone, dry, vibrant, mineral, and thirst-quenching. It’s got the heft, vigor, and the firm acid cut of a top Rhône rosé, with all the brightness of a just-picked strawberry. Beautifully fresh and finishing with electric vibrancy and crispness.
An object of some mythos in Sonoma winemaking circles. So, Ivan grew up a military brat, served three years in active infantry at Fort Bragg, and caught the wine bug. Then going on to apprentice for some of the marquee names in Napa. He’s made high-end bottles in Napa and Sonoma. He’s a critical-darling-turned-populist, and he produces everyman treasures like the Grawlix Rose Sonoma 2018. Notably, a salmon-hued stunner that we consider the perfect year-round wine. And one you can afford to stock up on, especially at the stunning price of $13.00 per bottle.
“Come on up, we’re rockin’.”
That was the text we received from Ivan T. on a random Thursday night. Naturally, well past our bedtime. But the potential of landing this rosé was the only reason we were even considering his late-night invitation. So, it was the first we’d heard from him in the two weeks since he let us sample what he’d been playing with: a salmon-pink wine showing a superb nervy backbone, bursting with grapefruit, mango, and raspberry aromatics, dry, vibrant, mineral, and thirst-quenching. So we got in the car and headed up into the moonlit Sonoma hills again, wondering what we’d find at the end of that old dirt road.
Sparks flying in the darkness were our first clue to what was afoot. And, as we got out, the sound of Pink Floyd jamming and two dozen loud voices. It was rockin’, alright. Closer to the action, we started recognizing faces and shaking hands around the bonfire. So, up at his hinterland outpost, Ivan had gathered Sonoma’s cream of the crop. Of course, winemakers, chefs, vineyard managers—a testament to his deep connections in the region. In everyone’s glass was a wine with a suspiciously familiar salmon-pink hue.