It’s better to stay at home and have a party than work a damp soil.”

My grandfather always told me I was hasty.
When I started to make wine I undestood that I was no longer in control of time. Planting new vines means being able to sell their fruit seven years later; that’s nature’s rhythm, and you have to make peace with it if you want to work with it.

I soon understood that making wine would be my life’s work, and started to build my own vineyard.

My priority has always been making wine in the most territorial way possibile, recovering old vines and turning the grapes into wine in the cellar that belonged to my grandfather Sandro.

We’re all ready to put our hands in the earth and the must, but also to drink a glass of wine together at the end of the day, in every season.