Folks, this is it: The last rosé column for a good while. I’m not saying don’t drink the stuff until next spring. On the contrary, imbibe with abandon, as the warm weather should be here any day now. Like wearing white, there are those who believe rosé-drinking season ends with Labor Day, but I protest on both counts. Instead of limiting the selection to three, let’s take a pink voyage around the world — part of it anyway — starting with the best deals. Read More