Today we helped with the vendemmia at Carossa! I had yet to harvest grapes, and Michael wasn’t expecting to at all, so it was all very exciting. We were harvesting the nebbiolo grapes for their Nebbiolo Langhe wine, which ages two years in the oak barrels.
So we showed up at Carossa, and Angelo, Rebi, Michael, the Albanians, and Take (a Japanese distributor from Milan, we had representation from six different countries in those vines!) trudged up the steep pathway to the vines with our nebbiolo grapes to start picking! We each had a set of clippers to quicken the process, but Angelo’s mother and her friend did it old school with just their fingers.
It looks like I’m coveting these grapes, but really I’m just snipping them. See those red crates? We fill those with grapes and then tuck them in the row for the tractor to pick up later.
On the way back to the house for lunch.
Lunchtime! Here’s everyone sitting down to some anti pasti or ‘tagliare’, which means “cutting” or “to slice”. The table was full of big hunks of cheese, salami, and thin slices of prosciutto and ham which we each sliced to nom on. Then came an egg pasta that Canale is famous for.
And here’s another picture of how I felt after harvesting all morning and having tastes of about fifteen different wines + all that cheese, meat, and pasta: