An abundance of violets and velvet, amid a cooling sensation of a cold spring on a hot day.

Clos La Roquète’s blanc is luscious, yet finishes nice and dry with striking acidity.

This dark, autumnal rosé is a beacon of tradition in a sea of paler styles.

Full-bodied yet delicate, infused with the joie de vivre of the south of France.

It beckons you to follow Maxime-François’s advice: “Drink it when you are very, very thirsty!”

Serve this one cool, from a carafe, with a plain old burger—generously seasoned with herbes de Provence.

Hailing from a parcel of co-planted vines adjacent to the family home, these varieties were planted together with the express purpose of making the house rouge, the everyday vibrant and juicy drink you’d bring to the table in a jug and drink out of a cup.

The flavors are mostly deep and dark—stones, licorice, black olive, and blackberry—but the frame is lithe.

It’s a gem, and you won’t be disappointed.

If Télégramme is more about fruit than stones, it is still undeniably Châteauneuf, expressing the nobility of carefully farmed Grenache from the Rhône’s finest terroirs.