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Growing up with Italian grandparents, the word cantina referred to the tiny rooms below our homes where treasured goods were made; meats cured, wines aged, precious summer vegetables pickled and preserved; processes that could have easily been mistaken for magic, but in actuality were something much greater - a connection to a time that existed well before we did; a connection to our ancestry. Often many hands came together in the crafting of these goods, forging memories that at the time were not given a second thought (considered the norm), but in retrospect, memories cherished for a lifetime. This wine pays homage to the humble cantina, the preserving of moments in time and the memories made in the process.
Growing up with Italian grandparents, the word cantina referred to the tiny rooms below our homes where treasured goods were made; meats cured, wines aged, precious summer vegetables pickled and preserved; processes that could have easily been mistaken for magic, but in actuality were something much greater - a connection to a time that existed well before we did; a connection to our ancestry. Often many hands came together in the crafting of these goods, forging memories that at the time were not given a second thought (considered the norm), but in retrospect, memories cherished for a lifetime. This wine pays homage to the humble cantina, the preserving of moments in time and the memories made in the process.