HISTORY
The game, the family and the scents of good
A land that tastes good, of fresh wind blowing from the sea, of vines, olive trees, small farms. As soon as you arrive at the Pampano on the Bibbona hill there is greenery around. And at the bottom a blue stripe: the sea. Then you meet the brothers Paolo and Loriano, read the label dedicated to their father Osvaldo. You go into the house, with the fireplace and the playing cards there on the sideboard. Then that feeling that caught you on arrival takes shape.
It is no longer just the memory of child’s play on the beach. It is no longer even the memory of the street game, bell-shaped, with short trousers and skirts and a few skinned knees. A game that is in the name and in the label of the wine: Pampano is the ancient diction of the “bell”. Here is the emotion of that past time, the genuine scent. In wine, in oil. Welcome to the Pampano.
