My Wine Story II – Chapter anecdotes

My Wine Story II – Chapter anecdotes

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.

Click here to download entry form.

For further information, please contact Pablo Ponce (pponce@areadelvino.com).

  • The grape seeks its own fate, be wine

    Beginning of harvest, the winery was unfinished, and the grapes were harvested and wanted to be wine, naturally. They were placed in cold chambers to gain time till the winery was fully equipped.
    The grape began to dry up, generating large levels of concentration and Jean thought the grapes were lost and there is not way [...]

  • The subtle power of women’s Domaine St. Diego

    Sensitivity – intuition – maternalimo – seduction – elegance – sixth sense – order -proactive – responsibility – love, are necessary attributes to produce noble wines.
    And a nice anecdote shows that women in our warehouse and have it handledperfectly.
    For many years, mama Rosi without wine knowledge, from simple but intuitivesuggested palate details for cuts or [...]

  • What wine tells

    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 [...]

  • Chapter 8 – Today

    Everyone is talking at the table on Sunday. My grandmother with her homemade pasta and my grandfather uncorks a bottle of wine, without label or brand, but I feel in the popping sound of the cork, the gardener hands of the old Giuseppe and the poor Emilia; my great grandfather Jose and his early death [...]

  • Silvina´s dream

    We were in Mendoza. The deed had been signed; we were owners of our first family vineyards. I went to bed very excited. Luckily, I fell asleep immediately and had a premonitory dream. I was sitting on the fresh soil of my vineyard.  The moon shone. The cosmos seemed alive. I heard a faint whisper: [...]



  • Chapter 7- Red wine women

    We instantly associate women with white wine; gentle, delicate, soft. But, my grandmother and his sister-in-law were red wine women; tough and…

  • Chapter 6 – Death, an inevitable fate

    1945 brought the end of the Second World War in Giuseppe’s old continent, even though early death would not leave the world….

  • Chapter 5- Lanzarini Winery

    Two of Leonardo’s sons, Alfredo and Jose Lanzarini, chose the same path, one full of crops and wines. Everything was smooth sailing, with the…

  • Childhood

    When we were young, we had a lot of fun in the winery. The five of us played any kind of game…

  • Patagonian style rack of ribs

    In 1999 Julio Viola, Pepe Barría and Marcelo Miras, today President and managers of the winery respectively, usually received investors to tell them about…

  • Chapter 4- Mendoza

    They arrived at Rivadavia, where a fellow countryman, Don Gargantini, stretched out a hand and Giuseppe broke both gardener hands doing…