Aglianico di Taurasi 'Vinà' 2014, Nardone


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100% Aglianico

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Ready or drink by 2026


Great with grilled aged goat cheese sandwiches, pot roast, wild boar and other aged cheeses as well.

Regional Recipe

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Winemaker Notes

Nardone was founded in 2006 in Irpinia, Campania, continuing the work of previous generations making wine in the Taurasi area - hence the name of the wine, Aglianico di Taurasi.

The microclimate, calcareous-clay composition of the soil and 'integrated fight' in the vineyard favors the production of healthy grapes and wines of excellent structure. All harvesting and farming is done manually, with a strong sense of belonging and link to the territory embedding ancient roots into a young company.

100% Aglianico, the grapes have a long maceration with the skins at a controlled temperature being being matured in Slavonian oak barrels for 24 months, with at least a further 12 months in the bottle for this stunning Aglianico di Taurasi.

The Story

I asked Pupo 'El Machico' Nardone to take me around in the car, to explain everything to me, describe the landscape, the areas, the production areas. From medieval castles to recent post-earthquake, poor concrete constructions.

From here begins southern Italy. They call it Mezzogiorno. The place of colors, rural and peasant cultures, family traditions, Mediterranean esprit. The place of the Camorra, mafias, archaisms and complaints. The South is eternally dependent on requests for help, on emigration, on the insufficiency of a state that helps and takes away. A culture of dissatisfaction, of precariousness. Outside the postcards of the Naples seafront and the Amalfi coast you arrive, going southwest in the hinterland of Campania, in Irpinia. At the beginning an anonymous landscape, of hairless and bumpy hills, an urban planning without logic, the houses piled up like lumps of improvised concrete, then abandoned woods, again hills burned with willfulness, some vineyards, commercial streets with ruined luminous signs. Some medieval ruins in the background. This land needs someone who explains it and who in telling it gives us a key to reading. Lindsay sitting next to me in the car is disoriented. She looks for the Italian landscapes to photograph, the fortresses and medieval villages to tell on our social pages, but she sees only a disjointed semi-urbanity without a recognizable history.

It is in these moments that I understand the role and power of wine and its artisans. Not all of course, indeed very few of the thousands of liters and more or less industrial producers who sell a false idea of Italy and tradition. The few who know how to tell their landscape and their history are those who also know how to revive it. Pupo 'El Machico' is one of them. A naive and profound philosopher. Married to an American from Los Angeles he's the emblem of the enlightened, missionary farmer. He is aware of the thousand contradictions and frustrations that surround him, of the false myths, of the false stories that spread the idea of Aglianico wine. A name about which we talk a lot but little is known. Hostage of the feudal legacy of 2 or 3 companies that make only critical mass and crush the small producers who live and produce under the 'castle'.

Thus, says Pupo, of the more than 300 producers there are perhaps 4-5 who work the vineyard with awareness. They try to bring out all its potential and features. All its territoriality. An apparently trivial principle. 'I have some vineyards and I make a wine that tells it, that has the flavor of the place it comes from. But so, in the vast majority of Italy and the world, it is not. Because we prefer the shortcut of synthetic products, capable of giving us wines that are always clean, perfect, homologated and non-identifying'. They mimic industrialists using chemical fertilizers and synthetic fertilizers and then retire to terraced houses, pale imitations of the American homes they see in television programs on their giant plasma screens.

That's why even just driving around with Pupo helps us to understand, to discover a landscape which at first was apparently anonymous, but then turning behind a hill we discover an abandoned medieval castle, at the end of a road an 80-year-old vineyard and we understand a lot of things even listening to the story of Sarah Pompei, American wife of Pupo (guessed from the surname her Italian origin). How on the first day she arrived from Los Angeles, leaving an executive job in a multinational company, she immediately felt at home. She tells us that what struck her was the human factor, the relationships, the value that locals give to feeling part of a community, the rites of passage in making tomato sauce, the thousands of flavors and smells. The work in the vineyard, the harvest in groups, being together, with little to create the Aglianico di Taurasi. Everything a manager of a Los Angeles multinational needed. Thus wine, for those who know how to do it and tell it with soul and awareness, takes on the role of a carrier of stories and feelings. It becomes the lubricant of our emotions, explains, in some way, why we are in the world and what we like to do.

We discovered a mysterious logo and a human and fascinating landscape that hardly anyone knows and brought to the Wine Club the Aglianico di Taurasi, a wonderful, generous, complex, traditional and pleasant wine, just as Sarah and Pupo are.

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