Varietal wine

Mont Valentino

Thou sacred mount, on whose pale forehead now. A vineyard quiet reigneth, ere the soul. Goes up to sit in meditation there, she shall put off this world, with all its cares. And fading glory, to commune alone. Hannah Flagg Gould.

Cantatio, Monte Maldito and Osier

These exquisite varietals are a pleasure for the senses. The beautiful shapes of the bottle are accompanied by labels with luxury finishes: careful texture of the paper, golden printing and volumes that accompany the design to catch your attention. Enjoy this range of touch, sight and, of course, taste.

Avem

There is a little village in the heart of Spain where girls go out into the countryside on spring afternoons in the hope of hearing the cuckoo sing. When this happens, the young woman asks the bird this question: “King’s cuckoo, wire feet, when will someone marry me?”

Mont Valentino

Cantatio, Monte Maldito and Osier

Mont Valentino

Thou sacred mount, on whose pale forehead now. A vineyard quiet reigneth, ere the soul. Goes up to sit in meditation there, she shall put off this world, with all its cares. And fading glory, to commune alone. Hannah Flagg Gould.

Cantatio, Monte Maldito and Osier

These exquisite varietals are a pleasure for the senses. The beautiful shapes of the bottle are accompanied by labels with luxury finishes: careful texture of the paper, golden printing and volumes that accompany the design to catch your attention. Enjoy this range of touch, sight and, of course, taste.

Avem

There is a little village in the heart of Spain where girls go out into the countryside on spring afternoons in the hope of hearing the cuckoo sing. When this happens, the young woman asks the bird this question: “King’s cuckoo, wire feet, when will someone marry me?”

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