Nebbiolo walks into room wearing a tailored suit, hair perfectly imperfect, and smokes an unfiltered cigarette in the corner of a dimly lit tavern, somewhere in Torino (Italy, folks). Aloof and unpredictable – a lone ranger and Marcello Mastroiani doppleganger (see: La Dolce Vita, Marriage, Italian Style).
Barbera (not your Aunt Barbera, the grape, pronounced Bar-bear-uhh) walks into the same tavern, jovial and boisterous, slaps high fives and exchanges fist pumps with everyone in the joint, and cracks a few easy jokes that have the entire room charmed in minutes (see: John Wayne).
But when the brooding nuance of Nebbiolo meets social butterfly Barbera, we have a tour de force wine that is the perfect anytime red.
This is a wine you can introduce to your parents but still take on a vespa-riding, skinny-dipping kind of good time later. You’ll be finishing each other’s sentences and sharing a hot bag full of fresh zeppole before the moon’s finished rising.
A reliable kind of bottle to have on hand at all times, to pluck from your stash and smoothly offer the perfect glass to the in-laws, another bottle to crack open for game night with the homies, and another to bring to that dinner party at your boss’s house to appear both worldly and unpretentious.
Canavese Rosso also pairs up to any meal, from ribs to risotto, spilling over with red berry, spice, floral-meets-earth kind of vibe. Goldilocks for body in that not-too-light and not-too-heavy but rather just right kind of way…what a keeper.
Drink it out of a tumbler on an early evening when the light is golden and the vibe is end-of-day drinking, or raise a stemmed glass with everyone at the table for a serious toast. Whatever you do, don’t run out.