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).
“My relationship with wine started before childhood. When I was only a baby, my first word was no ‘papa’ (dad), but ‘papán’ (for Champán, Champagne’s pronunciation in Argentina). My father was a renowned winemaker who excelled in sparkling wines. My early years went by among vineyards and wineries with my sister and cousins.
I studied at [...]
When we were young, we had a lot of fun in the winery. The five of us played any kind of game together like tennis and hide and seek. We loved to descended through a window two floors with a hose! We also played cross racing with ramps and we passed across the stalk. When [...]
Affected by the crisis of 1890, the Armando family closed its establishment. Two years later, they were back in the race, opening a new path to the future. With all savings invested in new vessels and equipment, the funds were not enough to meet the operators’ requirements.
Armando Santiago decided to consult with their former banker [...]
Giuseppe and Emilia Lanzarini were expecting a prosperous fate, shaped by their own dreams, a future for their children, a blue sky and 120 acres of land to grow grapes. The immigrants got of the ship to face a new reality, to find broken promises, to discover a land not as vast as they had [...]
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 [...]