The 1959 harvest. It has always been a celebration.
My great-grandfather, also called Giuseppe Lento, planted the first vines. My grandfather Ciccio looked after the winemaking, and my grandmother Carmela cooked for those who worked in the vineyard and those who came to taste. My father, known in the village as Don Pino, started beside him at twelve. Father and son worked together all their lives, and every year they opened the vineyard with a wine festival: people came to taste, walked among the vines and learned how it is done.
The 1959 harvest. Among the vines is Grazia Tarsitano, my mother, then engaged to my father. She stayed at his side all his life. In 2022 she was still there, in the same vineyard.
My father kept only the wine that ran off by itself, and gave the skins to the grappa. My brothers and I do the same. I blend the twelve grapes myself, in a proportion only I know.
When you open a bottle of WALTER, you bring more than a hundred years of our work to the table. From that moment, the story you tell your guests is yours.
For us the harvest has always been a celebration. If you ever come to Calabria, visit us in the vineyard. Until then, you can write to us.
