A love letter.
Dear Primitivo,
You are made from an Italian red grape 🍇
You got smooth flavors: blackberry, dark chocolate and liquorice.
You are a mouth full. So soft.
You are a bold wine.
You are wow!
You are originally from Croatia. You found your true home on the eroded limestone plateaus of Puglia in Italy.
You can be shared (or not).
You go well with Italian pasta. Or anything else.
You are like a question with two answers, one for each sea: the Adriatic and the Ionian.
You taste like reading or music at night.
Your bottles are made out of thick glass, heavier than from other wines.
You embody contrasting pleasures, where the atmosphere becomes magical, almost bewitching.
You got a dual personality, giving it a unique complexity and charm, like a moment suspended in time.
You are fantastic!
You make us drunk. Regularly (since we are in Italy) 😎
Primitivo 🍷 you are my absolutely favorite red wine. Have always been. I found you in your home (not only in a shop in Feuerbach), tasted you. Love you!
Of course a couple of bottles are coming home with us (if they don’t get drunk before…).
Stuttgart547 