Chapter 07 · Journal

Notes from the terraces

Harvest mornings, cellar work, what we cook and where we swim. Written by the people who do it.

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Harvest

12 September 20265 min read

Cool grapes keep their acid and their perfume. Here is what a harvest morning looks like, hour by hour.

Vineyard

2 August 20266 min read

Our vines grow in low rings on the ground. It looks strange; it is the only reason there is wine here at all.

Cellar

18 July 20264 min read

Our cellar was cut into the hill in 1890. It stays at fifteen degrees all summer without a single machine.

Island

30 June 20263 min read

Twelve minutes down the old mule path, the sea is cold, clear and completely black underfoot.

Table

20 September 20267 min read

Twelve people, one long table under the fig tree, and a menu that follows whatever the garden gives us that week.

Tasting

14 May 20264 min read

Every evening at seven we pour six wines on the roof. Here is the order, and why.

Letters from the terraces

Four letters a year, one each season, with harvest dates before they go public and a recipe from the table. No offers you did not ask for.

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0.0°Brix on harvest morning

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