Dear Whinechick… blush or dry rose?

Dear Whinechick,

What is the difference between a blush and a dry rose?  My husband thinks that if its pink it must be sweet & girly tasting and won’t even try it.

I’m going to start by guessing your husbands shows that are set to record on your DVR at home… Muscle Machines, Muscle TV, Pimp My Garage, Two Guys Garage, Ultimate Fighter, The Man Show… wait, that last one is cancelled but I bet he has old DVD’s of it to watch the twins bouncing around.  I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with watching these shows, my husband certainly does, but he’s also man-enough to enjoy a mimosa while watching ”Ultimate Fighter” in his bathrobe and letting me give him a pedicure.  That’s right, he’s secure in his man-hood.

Let’s think of a blush wine as a fake Fendi purse sold out of the trunk of a skeevy guys car in a dark ally.  You (1.) probably feel a little embarrased carrying it in your hand, or  (2.) sashay it around telling other party goers that it is a fancy French dry rose, but make sure to not give them a taste of it. 

Now, a dry rose on the other hand is the real McCoy!  While there are many dry roses being made the proper way outside of France, such as… everywhere, the French region of Provence is its real home.  They are beautiful, refined and elegant and there is no faking it.  If it’s dry, yet fruity; reminds you of watermelon or wild strawberries, not sugary cherry-pie filling and has a higher alcohol content (like over 12%), then by golly- its most likely a dry rose!  Why the higher alcohol?  Dry roses are usually fermented all the way, thus leaving behind very little or no residual sugar.  The less residual sugar, the higher the alcohol content.  That’s why your sweet blush wines have a lower alcohol like 10.5-11% (approximately).  Hey, that sounds like one more GREAT reason to love dry roses; more alcohol!  Wow, sounds like you’d be proud to carry one of these around at a party and let all your friends have a taste.  Plus, you won’t be buying any of these from some skeevy guy in a dark ally.  Hopefully.  If you are, make sure the vintage isn’t from like, 1995.

Just for the record, it was actually me in the bathrobe watching “Ultimate Fighter” while painting my toenails and drinking a Mimosa.  My husband was in the other room drinking a cosmo and watching old episodes of “Sex in the City” ;0