Presto Sparkling Rosé ($12.99/4-pack)
This Italian rosé bubbly (which comes in very cute little cans, may we add) “features fresh, popping peach and watermelon aromas and flavors with a crisp, clean finish. It is perfect for the beach, the lake, the pool, the park, or anywhere else liquid refreshment needs to be portable,” says Devon Broglie, Whole Foods Market master sommelier. Crack one open and enjoy it on its own. Or better yet, drink it or alongside some favorite summertime bites like grilled seafood, cheese and charcuterie, fresh veggies, and savory desserts (think monkey bread or dark chocolate brownies sprinkled with sea salt).
Pop + Fizz Sparkling Rosé ($3.99/can)
Hailing from Oregon’s cool-climate Willamette Valley, this very unique blend of varietals (Pinot Gris, Chardonnay, Pinot Noir, Riesling, and Gewurztraminer) all come together to create this fun, fruity, and off-dry rosé bubbly. Each sip is definitely a sensory experience, with whiffs of cranberries, watermelon, and candied ginger, plus playful flavors of strawberry, bubble gum, lavender, kiwi, and white flowers on the weighty palate.
Prophecy Rosé ($13/2-pack)
Nothing quite says “summer water” like a classic pink wine from Southern France. Typical of the region, Prophecy’s rosé (which just came out in cans this year) is a blend of Cinsault, Grenache, and Syrah grapes. You’ll get soft flavors of strawberries, raspberries, and white peaches that roll into a crisp finish with refreshing acidity. The unique label illustrations are made to reflect the wine’s complexity and character, but they also happen to look pretty eye-catching in your cooler bobbing next to the light beers.
14 Hands Rosé ($5.99/can)
Washington State’s 14 Hands winery recently launched a line of canned wines, including their rosé which delivers lovely aromas of roses and rhubarb, plus flavors of strawberries and melon with a citrusy finish. Crack a can and pair it with light summery eats like fresh salads, salty cheeses, and grilled tuna steak. Preferably while playing cornhole. Or just, you know, being lazy in a lawn chair.