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Sweet, lightly fizzy, low in alcohol. The easiest thing on the list.

Off-dry, exactly between the sweet whites and the serious ones.

Crisp and properly dry, from the first vineyard site ever planted in Marlborough.

Pale and dry. The rosé people picture when they say rosé.

Dry sparkling. The anniversary bottle, and good enough for a Tuesday.

Skin-contact white, copper in the glass. Far softer than it looks.

Round and low on tannin. The red for someone who isn’t sure about red.

Dry and full. Named for a white wildflower that grows in woods like these.

Rosé with bubbles, no bottle to open.

Wheat blonde lager from the Ozarks, just over the Missouri line.

Pale ale from the same Ozark brewery. The hoppier of the two.

A plain, cold lager that asks nothing of you.

Two all-beef franks, two brioche buns, and a tin of chips. Ketchup and mustard on request. Ask us which fire pit is lit.

A chocolate bar, a dozen marshmallows, graham crackers, and roasting sticks. Take it out to the fire pit.

Sealed snack pack. Two meats and a cheese, nothing to fuss with.

Sealed snack pack. Mild, nutty fontina against a classic Genoa.

Sealed snack pack. The sharpest of the three.

A small tin. Whatever’s in the basket.