The Land. That is where we started from, a plot of land purchased by my great-grandfather Giovanni in 1928 and which over the years, harvest after harvest, we have managed to turn into our life’s work.
Whenever I enter our wine cellar and smell the aroma of Garganega that has been left to dry for months in the picai(grape-drying rooms), I am imbued with sweet, intense memories, just like Recioto’s palate and bouquet.
The wine cellar is a workplace that is steeped in recollections. The recollections come back to life at harvest time, during the hustle and bustle, comings and goings of tractors, trailers full of grapes, rustling sounds of destemmers, presses and pumps, abuzz with activity!