Rosé, you say?

Macho men and rosé wine for lunch-- Sorry there are no photos to share with this blog. I was working on my computer at a local café when I became distracted by a table of four men sitting across from me, and I was reminded of this classically French phenomenon: Macho construction workers who sip rosé wine from delicate glasses at lunchtime. My first encounter with this jarring reality was last year at a typically grubby kind of French café in my neighborhood. I was trying to pay for my café noisette at the bar but was being blocked out by gruff men in their construction overalls who were acting way to stereotypical in their intonations and puffed out stance. Ten years in NYC however, doesn’t make one shy and so I pushed my way in and caught the reality. Here they were, at 5:00, post work, having a drink…but here there were no large pints of beer or a whisky. Here we had a kir royale in a champagne glass for one, and rose wine for another. Sorry boys, time to move on over. Not going to be intimidated here. Only, and I think I can say this as truth, ONLY in France are we going to see this situation. I wouldn’t have even made a fuss if they were drinking red wine, but kir? In a Champagne flute? Come on. It’s too good. J’adore.