On a day like today, the only thing I can think about when it comes to wine, is pouring ice-cold Sauvignon Blanc, Chardonnay, or Rosé into my glass. It is close to 100 degrees here in Santa Barbara, which is a pretty rare occurrence, although lately it seems to be creeping up there on a regular basis. When it’s really hot, the thought of red wine never works for me. So, of course, I turn to the whites. The heat can really bring out the white-wine explorer in me. It gives