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The Luxury Network International Magazine Issue 10

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Story and tradition<br />

of the wine that<br />

touches the sky<br />

Childhood scents and sensations remain indelibly<br />

imprinted in the human brain, and their<br />

evocative power is as strong as the emotions<br />

accompanying them.<br />

Thus, it happens that the scent of a wine can<br />

rekindle in people's hearts the romanticism of<br />

past loves and experiences, in the melancholy of<br />

what is no longer there, and in the hope of what<br />

may still be. When Alberto Verde, founder of<br />

Italian boutique winery Drengot uncorks his<br />

bottle of Scalillo, he smiles, with his eyes lost in<br />

a journey through time that brings him back to<br />

when he was a child and ran through his grandfather's<br />

vineyards. « This scent – he says - contains<br />

what I was and what I am today. <strong>The</strong> song<br />

of a muse you don't know and from whom you<br />

can't escape, who speaks directly to your heart<br />

and overwhelms you. It is this scent that has<br />

dragged me here again, in my land of origin. ».<br />

He spent his childhood helping his grandfather<br />

to take care of his family's vineyards, immersed<br />

in the breeziness and authenticity of a harsh<br />

territory, that at the same time is generous in<br />

giving itself unreservedly.<br />

After that, Alberto leaves his own land, and chooses<br />

to go far away to be able to start his projects<br />

as an entrepreneur. But that insistent thought<br />

never leaves him - the family vineyards and the<br />

priceless treasure of a tradition that is likely to<br />

disappear.<br />

«"I had been away from Aversa for several years<br />

- says Alberto - my commitments, my job kept<br />

me busy. <strong>The</strong>n, one day, I came back to visit my<br />

family. It had been a very good year for Asprinio<br />

and I went down to my grandfather's cellar to<br />

see the fruits of a particularly favorable harvest.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re, the scent of Asprinio enveloped me. It<br />

penetrated my mind and went down, straight to<br />

my heart, making me feel a warmth and an<br />

emotion that I hadn’t felt for a long time. In a<br />

moment I saw myself as a child again. Me running<br />

among the vines, during the wonderful<br />

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