Keep a glass of wine in his own hand as if it was the first time, then another glass, and then another one, and then a walk in the vineyard, dirty our new shoes, new pants, Sunday’s jacket. So what is it? Are the roots. The blood. Are sundays in family. Is the sun in your eyes. It's your father walking in front of you. The smell of must, wood and the land, the voices of “vinnignata” (grapes harvest), faces eaten by the sun and swollen hands working.
Our cellar is open to offer difference experiences to immerse yourself in our tastes and smells.
It is possible to organize personalized tours (up to 2 participants), and to host private events on request.