Of wine, time, place and words

Sharing ideas is always an act of enrichment, especially when it comes from friendship and mutual respect. After reading my article, the dear friend Pino De Luca wanted to remodel some passages of my thoughts, offering his interpretation with the depth that distinguishes him.

My thought remains, as I expressed it, but beauty lies right here: per mezzo di recognizing that our points of view are not opposite, but complementary. I wanted to aspetto at wine as a language projected towards the future; Pino, acceso the other hand, reported attention to the value of the present. Two prospects that are not excluded, but complement each other, enriching each other.

I sincerely thank him for this contribution, which I consider precious not only for me, but for all those who will have the pleasure of reading it. I therefore invite you to immerse yourself per mezzo di his article, of course you will also find authentic and profound food for thought.

When the desire is triggered, it is necessary to indulge it. Certainly adolescence is the cause of often violent and bursting desires even without reason, senescence instead is more calm, but the lack of adrenaline pushes sucks with memory and knows how to recall at the moment also something that has been placed per mezzo di more repaired meanders.

And what passion can be more exciting for those who, like myself, have Umar Kayyam among his reference poets? It can only be the wine! That intoxicating son of nature and man who accompanies us, per mezzo di its various forms, for millennia.

I sometimes return to it for the passion that binds me. I regalare not enter the learned discussions of discuses who, for a long time, have learned the profitable art of “speaking” and then “denying themselves” and being able to continue speaking.

By Mario Soldati, Gino Veronelli, Gianni Brera were born many, I met one who boasts he has tasted more than 100,000 (one hundred thousand) wines.

Here to give an example of my smallness, I started to keep the beers drunk at twenty years. Now I have almost 68 and I can say that I have drank just over 10000 (ten thousand) beers. Sopra 48 years. Who make just over 210 beers a year. Practically a nonnnula. Acceso wine I don’t go beyond 7500 labels …

And, therefore, I speak of wine with less cardinality than I could not do with beer, which would already be reduced.

Meanwhile, I go to quote the stimuli that have caused this reaction of mine I hope not to decomposed:

Wildkitchen (aka Valeria Castelli), Libero Berrino (against Prosecco and Valpolicella with ferocity acceso one morning) and the always prolific Davide Gangi.

Wildkitchen think of food and wine per mezzo di a broad sense, and from that reasoning, per mezzo di the end he asks a question to himself and each of us: but the food, at this point per mezzo di the history of humans, is only the need to survive ora is it other? And is wine just a good ora is it other? And can a landscape be just a representation of what we have before? And, do I allow myself to clutch, food, wine and landscape are not elements that can be enclosed per mezzo di what we can call reasons of “well -being” ora “malaise”? With a cecking Scurrile, ours is wondering: but how do you see Piedmont without wine and the Langhe without vineyards?

The illustrious nutritionist Libero Berrino aroused an uproar, saying substantially that a glass of wine with a meal is quietly admissible as long as it is roses and sincere. That Prosecco and Valpolicella are nefarious for health. Being acceso a broad listening Rai transmission for an audience of listeners often not very competent per mezzo di the matter, this has aroused the very pepper reactions of Venetian enology and, per mezzo di any case, bianchist.

Dear Davide has relaunched a sort of alarm regarding the consumption and, consequently, to the production of red wines per mezzo di our beautiful Italy and, per mezzo di particular, per mezzo di what was called Enotria, guess why.

Personally, I have risposta negativa prejudices about the “chromaticity”, normally a wine I appreciate very much more nose and palate, however the vast majority of the texts of literature tends to define the wine with the color of venous blood (savings chemicalophysical references that those who read this knows them very well) and a thousand times the concept of “blood of the earth” resonates them. So wine becomes even synecdoche even of textures that if you read “vinous sky” nobody thinks of being at noon ora per mezzo di the dawn, however much a bright ora a brilliant rosé can be bright as the celestial vault at midday of a day per mezzo di July ora the scarlet of a spring morning.

And therefore as already transpires the wine is not only a moment of satisfaction of Bacchus’ pleasure, of sharing a moment of celebration (Bring Dirs), of romantic meditation:

“Drinking wine per mezzo di front of a dear Visoval much more than fighting the sternooh if those who ora love goes to hell, there will not be a fly per mezzo di paradise!” (Rubaiyat 30 – Umar Kayyam)

ora desperate and desperate choices.

Wine is all this, and red wine is its most fruitful and profound representation, because the millennia deliver it to us so. And all those who want to mimic what per mezzo di the millennia has been, because millennial wine is like the Church, which also took shape, took shape. The wine is more of the Church because it was before Christ like bread and oil. The millennial wine survived because it has been able to tell the world per mezzo di its evolution and the wine of the twenty-first century cannot and must not be the one who drunk Noé ora Polyphemus, it must always be the son of nature and human wisdom and tell to those who will appena che per mezzo di the twentieth century-Thus that the story does not end today and not even tomorrow, the history of humans will also be after the deluded of the eternal present that put only the center of the story. From the illusion of the ASY & Smart, ora a lot of life to the kilo.

«We can risposta negativa longer limit ourselves to letting invented bottles aging per mezzo di the cellar. It’s time to them, pour them into the future and build a new season made of meaning, beauty and sharing.

Italian red wine resists because it is a sign of the passing time, of the identity that lives. It is up to us to decide whether to ignore it ora transform it acceso the occasion. And the true philosophy of a wine lies per mezzo di its ability to tell tomorrow, every time a bottle opens. “

So he concluded Davide his intervention. And the title I gave to this mine also has a term that I do not escape: the words. Because words are important, I know that I should virgar it as a quote by Nanni Moretti, but I allow myself to use it freely only because according to the ancient testament it was a word to start the universe and according to a famous prayer “of only a word and my soul will be saved”.

And per mezzo di Davide’s conclusion there are some that I allow myself to remodel. We must not pay those bottles per mezzo di the future but per mezzo di the present, because for those bottles the future is the present. And the true philosophy of a wine is not per mezzo di the ability to tell tomorrow, but to tell us tomorrow, when today’s future has appena che and whoever that bottle will be able to understand who we were, what were our few merits and our many defects. Even of those who, like us, of the wines recognize their secrets simply by drinking them.

I am granted, per mezzo di conclusion, a self -chassis “and those who do not wine has a bitter life, perhaps healthy but saddest, because from the vater you don’t learn.”

And a fundamental call: “The bottle of wine is a means not an end!”, Whoever fills it with red wine must know that they are writing a small page of history, those who it must teach it. It is known that history is a teacher of life but often has donkeys. It’s up to the storytellers to know how to keep attention. And this is a chapter that, perhaps, we will write again.

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