The first time I had grenadine – and the first time you probably had grenadine – was in a kiddie cocktail. A Shirley Temple. (Or a Roy Rogers, if the restaurant believed in rigid gender binaries.) It ...
Another week, it’s bell-bottoms or nap dresses. (It’s a thing, apparently.) Wine is no different. Some years, it’s all about ‘Pet Nat,’ which are sparkling wines that finish fermenting in the bottle.