Red fruit, dusty spice, rustic swagger. It's giving French lumberjack energy.

Flirty fruit meets Catholic guilt. Black cherry, thyme and I'm not letting this one get away vibes. Because let's face it, nonna didn't raise a quiter.

Fresh, juicy, light. The linen pants, no plans & 'just one (more) episode' red.

Spicy, vibey and a little mysterious.

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

Moody, earthy, seductive. Tempranillo's witchy Portuguese cousin. 

Beach day in a bottle. Zesty, citrusy, tastes like biting into a peach that just posted a thirst trap.  

Crisp, costal, emotionally stable. Basically a palate cleanse with a French passport.

Think fresh limón, chisme on the patio and a crisp sip that hits harder than tía's side eye. 

Soft glow. Sharp mind. Fresh fit. Think peachy, citrusy, slightly floral with clean lines and costal energy.

A strawberry lemonade with street smarts. Tart berries, dry finish, and 'no notes.'

Apple, citrus. Basically the gold hoops and white sneakers of sparkling wine. 

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.