When you are born, woman, in a family of winemakers

When you are born, woman, in a family of vintners, you soon learn to help.

At the beginning I had to prepare the table for those who came back from the vines: they sent me to the cellar to take wine, good, white and fresh, from the tank. It happened that they poured me some: sniff, what do you hear? Do you like it? Come on, you “excercise the nose”. Because you know, we are more sensitive to perfumes.

During the harvest I went up and down the vineyards to bring water and bread; the “brente” (baskets) no, that weigh too much.

Over the years the company has grown and grown. I studied, I learned, you. I begin to travel, to understand that the world does not end at the end of the row. Every new discovery that I made, I brought it home and I thought how to put it into practice also “by us”.

Over the years I have grown and our desire to make the company grow even more. Ideas, stories, investments to make, collaborations to arrive. There are also times when I have to prove who I am , also because I’m a woman, in the world of wine. A beautiful world, with company, with a half-full glass, but to be enjoyed in small sips.

When you are born, woman, in a family of winemakers, you soon learn to help out.

In the end you represent that “by us”. Because you know, we are more sensitive to communicating, to going further.

When you are born, woman, in a family that is made up of entrepreneurs, workers, craftsmen, unemployed, lawyers … it always seems that you have to prove more.

In a world that runs to get there first, say first, invent first, create first, we remain, with authenticity, the image of that “by us”, from which we were born.