Wines of the Marche

Lacrima is a very particular vine, grown only in the terroir surrounding the municipality of Morro d'Alba. It is said that even Frederick Barbarossa appreciated it in the distant 1167 AD, when he settled in these territories to attack nearby Ancona. A strongly rooted grape, which the Marotti Campi company likes to decline in two versions: in particular this Lacrima Superiore DOC "Orgiolo" stands out for its precious olfactory bouquet, which, combined with an extremely pleasant drink, makes this bottle truly remarkable.

Around the 12th century, an ancient villa known as “il castellare de Ylice” stood near our cellar. The name was probably due to the Latin term ilex (holm oak), a particular variety of oak very common in our area. To date, no trace has remained of this historic villa, but the passion and respect we have for our territory has prompted us to pass on the name of that ancient presence.

Around the 12th century, an ancient villa known as “il castellare de Ylice” stood near our cellar. The name was probably due to the Latin term ilex (holm oak), a particular variety of oak very common in our area. To date, no trace has remained of this historic villa, but the passion and respect we have for our territory has prompted us to pass on the name of that ancient presence.

Sangiovese is the good fruit of a land cultivated with respect, in a continuous cycle where doing well gives the best there is in drinking.

Falerio Pecorino is the good fruit of a land cultivated with respect, in a continuous cycle where doing well gives the best there is in drinking.

Ancient traditions define the Anima Mundi as the unity of the whole, the universal meaning capable of manifesting itself in every single aspect of nature. This is the spirit and ambition of our passito wine: to represent the beating heart of our Colli Ripani in one gulp. Bright yellow in color tending to amber, intensely fragrant and soft in taste, Anima Mundi is obtained according to the traditional drying method of native passerina grapes, carefully selected following a meticulous process that controls every stage of production: from pruning to collection.

A thick mane and the look of someone who proudly guards the keys to the city. It is the Ripano Lion, symbol of Ripatransone: the loyal guide who accompanies us to discover the five hills Belvedere, Monte Antico, Capodimonte, Roflano and Agello. It is well known that a single glass of Offida DOCG Rosso is able to transfer part of its epic courage to those who drink it. Always generous and wise but woe betide him. Because Leo Ripano is only to his friends that he shows himself to be human.

Fortune is said to help the bold. De Lajella, on the other hand, says that it rejoices the spirit. It could not be otherwise by serving a round of Passerina DOCG Offida on the table. It is a straightforward wine, it speaks as it drinks, in dialect. His first name is in fact Agello, just like the homonymous district of Ripatransone, as one of the castles of the city and finally as one of the five hills depicted on the municipal coat of arms. The cat? Do not worry. It meows often, but does not bite.

Pour a glass of Mercantino Offida DOCG Pecorino, put your ear to the glass and close your eyes for a moment. Do you feel it? It is the whispering of the audience that is filled with impatience to attend the performance of the famous Luigi Mercantini. Yes, you are at the theater, surrounded by a colorful auditorium, that of the fourteenth-century Palazzo del Podestà di Ripatransone which the poet Ripano gave birth to since 1894. This bottle is its stage and it is now time to take its place: the show is to begin. NB. Magnum format 1,5L Vintage 2019 - Alcohol 14,00% Vol.

"If you want to enter Ripatransone, only the Castellano will be able to let you pass." It is said that once upon a time, to protect one of the city gates, a knight covered in his face forever memorized the face of each customer, recognizing at a glance their good or bad intentions. Benevolent, but dressed in armor and a shining shield, he courageously protected the town: his name is Transone, from the Latin verb 'transire', which means 'to cross'. For friends today is the Castellano, like this Rosso Piceno DOC Superiore.

Under the window of his birthplace the whole town gathers every year: we are in Piazza Condivi and we toast with a good glass of Condivio Offida DOCG Pecorino, the only white of the family aged in cask, the result of a careful selection of pecorino grapes. which is now offered to us by the good Ascanio Condivi. He was once a painter and sculptor, a pupil of the unrivaled master Michelangelo. Today, at the stroke of the Octave of Easter, his spirit takes part in the party waiting for the arrival of the sparkling Fire Horse while above the roof of his house, the sky of Ripatransone lights up.

In Ripatransone there is a place where the wind never stops blowing: Piazza XX Settembre. Perpetually restless, he blows expanding into the adjacent squares. The reason for so much restlessness is the unrequited expectation of a friend. Legend has it that it was in this square that the Wind met the Devil and suggested that they go and drink a glass of Marche IGT Rosso together. The Devil agreed, but told the Wind that he would have to take care of something in the Town Hall first. Business that never ended, the Devil was so happy at the Palace. And it is for this reason that the Wind, in vain, still awaits him today for that suspended toast.

you don't need to look far to discover a new land every time.

The more you manage to climb, the more you can appreciate the view

because nothing is deeper than a fruit that has grown on the surface.

To touch the sky with a finger, you must first take solid roots

and the shadow is among the most beautiful gifts a hill can offer.

In the fields, the days have risen which in the evening turn into slopes

and only the breath of the wind can lift up the scents of the coast.