I can’t help but think of how funny it is that American’s have suddenly discovered avocados, Mexico, and rosé wines. I would say the average person’s college experience with Franzia, Paul Mason and Sutter Home has left some residual scar tissue behind. It seems we have turned a new leaf and the south of France is giving the U.S.A. the hard-sell on some of the country’s finest pink-vins. How are they doing that you ask? By joining forces with NYC’s luxury cruise-liners and responsibly containing hundreds of passengers with unlimited pink-sips and very light appetizers for four hours straight. All you need is an overworked crowd, unlimited booze on a rocky ship and you got yourselves a situation.
My friend and I have a bit of experience in hospitality and we were quite surprised at the set up of this event. It’s almost advantageous to turn up late and avoid being corralled into a garage with 300 people. The hot and steamy summer weather leaves one a bit parched by the time they get to the entrance. It is here that the glasses await you.
We had some overcast skies and a light rain shower to welcome us on board. After being herded like cattle for an hour, the overhead spritz was oddly refreshing. The ship left from pier 40 near Houston and wrapped around the financial district. We had a nice view of the Trade Center and an epic skyline.
La Nuit en Rosé was quite literal since the food situation happened to be a bit scarce. (Never a good thing.) Pictured above: A sample of wine, cheese by Artisanal, Israeli cous cous salad, salmon salad and bread. I feel a bit queasy thinking about this moment still. It stayed with me for a while.
That random duck bruschetta tho…
As the night came to a close, the only sustenance left was an olive oil tasting station. It was like something out of the zombie apocalypse as people (barely able to walk) crawled up to the counter to dip the last crumbs of the bread basket in assorted oil flavors. Finger-lickin’ good!
The DJ started pumping as the sun went down and the lower level turned into a discotheque! The great selection of commercial house took me back to my younger days on the Riviera. It was a little precursor to my travels ahead. Unce unce unce (PeanutPimpMama Fist Pumps*)
It was all-class in the back of that boat as the magnums came out to play.
Didn’t get to bust out your pink outfit as planned? Rest assured, the experience is complete with free accessories! (Pictured Above: A saucy passenger ports her free sunglasses complimentary of LNR.) It’s better than your average bar mitzvah. La Nuit en Rosé- Cause you need more reasons to drink pink wine on a boat? Just stay out of those bathrooms.
Keep Sippin. ~PPM
(Disclaimer: Eat before you get onboard! Best to stay away from the Meatpacking District as tempted as you may be by proximity. You never know what kind of stale pizza the acquired company may lead you to.)
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