The purpose of 2011 My Wine Story is that all Argentina’s wineries tell, in no more than 150 words, all kinds of anecdotes: personal, related to harvests, vintages, travels, fairs, wine launches, business meetings, among others.
Works must be sent from 12th September to 7th October. Consumers will vote the best anecdote by clicking the “Like” button on Facebook, appearing at the bottom of each note. The deadline to vote is Friday, 21st October, 2011, at 12 pm (Argentina). The anecdote getting the highest number of “Like” will be the winner.
The award ceremony will offer surprises and a great party in mid-November.
For further information, please contact Pablo Ponce (email@example.com).
The name Altos Las Hormigas (Ants’ Heights) has provoked curiosity since it was first created.
When our estate vineyard was planted in 1996, we faced a stiff altercation with the local ant colonies. The newly-planted vines provided tender sprouts that the ants couldn’t resist. We refused to poison the ants and started looking for [...]
It was like any other afternoon in Maipú with José Baquero, “Pepe”.
I remember it with perfect nostalgia. 3pm in the afternoon, not a breeze in the air, Pepe was wearing a white shirt buttoned up to his neck. The old man put his bronze magnifying glass over the vineyards during harvest. As the good chess [...]
At harvest in 1987, exactly 100 years after the birth of Don Valentin Bianchi, founder of the winery, the plot number 7 of Asti estate (vineyard planted by him) yielded a Cabernet Sauvignon of outstanding features.
This remarkable coincidence made his son, winemaker Don Enzo, take the decision of bottling this wine without staying in oak [...]
In 2008, we launched the limited edition of a tribute wine called Ferruccio Favretto as a celebration of the 60-year-existence of our winery.
A month before the launch, we offered a bottle to a cousin of ours who lives in San Martin de los Andes, and who was at that moment visiting the Upper Valley area. [...]
1945 brought the end of the Second World War in Giuseppe’s old continent, even though early death would not leave the world. On the other side of the Atlantic, it rushed to the end, the life of Jose Lanzarini and, three years later uncle Alfredo and my great great grandfather Leonardo, by pure sadness, like [...]