These are the bottles (and by-the-glass situations) I keep coming back to in Miami, whether I’m pre-gaming a Heat game, fake-working on my laptop at a wine bar, or rewatching 30 Rock for the 47th time. Not a “serious” wine list, just the stuff that reliably hits when it’s 82 degrees at midnight and someone just texted “u up for one more?”
Shows up at a lot of Not-Too-Fancy steak spots and hotel restaurants; I’ve ordered it at least twice in Brickell without realizing it was the same one.
Skirt steak, chimichurri, and whatever fry situation is happening.
13.5–14%
My default “I refuse to read this wine list anymore” order. Dark, comfy, and forgiving when you’re already two glasses in.