This was our first visit to a vineyard, and we definitely chose the right one. Now, I have been on vineyard tours in Spain, on the North Fork, and in various other places, but this by far was the most memorable. If you ever come to Tuscany, be sure to include this.
Seated at the base of Montepulciano is a farm owned by a Tuscan family who has been making wine since the 1970s. It has been passed down among generations, and they produce less than 50,000 bottles a year. I consider us to be so lucky to have gotten a glimpse of their life and thir wine!
As soon as we pulled up, a woman ran out to her porch and greeted us with smiles. We asked if she was open (given that it was All Saints' Day), and she exclaimed, "We are ALWAYS open!"
Her husband Roberto came out and directed us to their cantina, which was a stone building apart from the house. Little cats stared at us with wide eyes as we walked on the small path overlooking the patchwork of Tuscan farmland.
The inside of the cantina revolutionizes the word "rustic." What had to be a homemade wooden table spread the length of the room. The only lighting provided to us was the late-morning sun, which taunted us with its warmth through the side windows. Wrought iron and wooden utensils and kitchen tools decorated the walls and shelves, except they were not meant for decoration-- they were used, clearly, on a daily basis. There were Halloween decorations adorning the walls and hanging from the ceiling. Yet they were tasteful and not tacky. The fake cobwebs added to the feel, and a roaring fire was lit before our eyes.
We spoke with Roberto in the funniest, most bastardized melange of Italian, French, Spanish, and English. However, we all got each other's jokes, miraculously! More importantly, we were provided with a very sound background of the three different wines: a young red (DOC), an aged nobile (DOCG), and a riserva. He poured hearty servings of the former two, and provided us with the cutest mini cutting boards containing the pairings. Sitting there with him, at that table, we could just shoot the breeze (albeit a funny-sounding one), and I had never felt so welcomed in another country.
He took us downstairs to the cellar and explained the wine-making process. He shared with us how his dad had taught him, and showed us a special room in which he was making a dessert wine, which wouldn't be ready for seven years! He also showed us how to cork bottles. Pretty much the coolest guy ever.
We bought two bottles, one being the riserva, of which there are only a thousand bottles in existence! However, he did not try to push his product on us at all. When we said that we wanted to buy some, his eyes lit up and he said, "Really?!"
Anyway, this was such a highlight of the trip. If you never go, I hope that you have lived vicariously through this long-winded review. The experience was way too special not to share. read more