Nope, I have not died of a heat stroke. Well, not yet, anyway. All you lovely people who know me know I don’t do well in summer. Not the tanning, or the beach, and most definitely not the heat. In fact, I think anyone who’s happy in this heat or getting pan-seared under the sun needs medical attention, both physical and mental. Stat.
Ironically, I’ve spent the majority of the last 12 months flying back and forth between desert lands, where a high of only 35℃ is… well, cute lol. This has lead me to a few conclusions: Continue reading “5 Lebanese Rosé Wines I’ll be Sipping in this Heat Wave”