Sometimes being in Seattle is like living in a Batman movie… all grey skies, gloomy, threatening clouds. There’s a perpetual wetness, the smell of a clinging fog, of damp grass and wet pavement.
When this kind of melancholy threatens, there is no better cure than a sunny glass of rose. Thank heavens for Sitka & Spruce, where you can find at least a handful of these cloud-clearing pink wines by the glass at any moment.
