It just needed a quick chill, so I stuffed the bottle in the freezer and promptly forgot all about it. For 4 days. Yesterday, I opened the door, saw the slushy goo and thought a grape popsicle had somehow melted and was making the mess. I cleaned it up, closed the door and went on my merry way. It took an entire day to realize that things don't melt at 30 degrees. Today I opened the freezer door, found the source of the slush, cleaned up the mess, and poured myself a glass of very cold rosato to celebrate my genius. Cheers!
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