Blackberry, cracked pepper, and olive tapenade. Syrah that knows where it’s from and isn’t trying to cosplay Napa Cab.

Dark fruit, soft tannins, a little rustic charm. The Italian red that shows up, helps out, and never causes drama.

Barolo without student loans. Bright red fruit, spice, and attitude. All the swagger of big Italian reds without the price tag.

Black cherry, dried fig, plum skin, a hit of Adriatic sea breeze and tannins that grip like a firm handshake. 

Fruity, fizzy, and flirty AF - balanced by bubbles and a little tannin sass. It's giving: low alcohol, high  drama.

Pinot with a plot twist. Yeah, Pinot Noir can be white. It’s like an 80s movie that didn’t age problematically. Think fresh peach and lemon zest with a floral lift. 

100% Chenin Blanc: From Mary Taylor whose brand philosophy is “terroir-first, no bullshit.” White peach, orange blossom and immaculate boundaries. 

Italian mountain wine in a neon track suit. White peach, stone fruit, alpine herbs. Alto Adige = Italian wine with Euro ski instructor vibes. 

Champagne energy. Burgundy address. Green apple and lemon peel that’s bone dry with tiny bubbles. Sips like a trust fund. 

Wild strawberry, watermelon rind, pink grapefruit. Pairs with snowdays and lit fireplaces. 

Aperol's sweet, flirty energy or Campari's bitter, broody older sister aesthetic. You choose. 

A  salty trio built for sipping. Accompanied by berries, salty chips and a bit  of chocolate. 

A mix of seasonal cheese with meats, nuts and accoutrements.

As we grow, we will be adding more items to the menu.