I’ll Have Rosé

My husband suggested I write this post after he read the one about visiting wineries on

the central California coast.

I spent a number of years working as a flight attendant for a major international airline.

One day while I was working First Class, a lady passenger asked for rosé wine with her

dinner. I explained that our airline served red and white wines and that we had a lovely

Chardonnay and Cabernet Sauvignon on board that evening and which would she like?

The passenger insisted on rosé.  After another explanation that our airline served only

red and white wines, the lady said she’d had rosé on her previous flight with our airline,

knew we served it, that’s what she wanted, and why were we holding out on her? She

was a First Class passenger after all!

A bit confused, I said I’d check with the galley attendant and see what I could do.

Upon explaining the situation to the galley attendant, he said, “What the passenger

wants, the passenger gets. One glass of rosé, coming right up.” I was astonished at my

crew member’s quick response. No argument, no raised eyebrows, nothing.

The galley attendant took a bottle of Chardonnay and a bottle of Cabernet out of the

fridge. He poured a splash of Cabernet in the glass and filled it up with Chardonnay.

“Rosé,” he said handing it to me.

Unsure how this supposed rosé would be received by our insistent passenger I

delivered it and held my breath. “This is the best rosé I’ve ever had,” the lady

proclaimed. “Even better than on the last flight.”

I could only wonder what the galley attendant mixed up on the previous leg.