Dressed in the gold of the sunrise, the grapes from the vineyards of Cricova Winery, make a show. In their process of becoming, they absorbed the stories of the people who cared for them. Now that they have ripened well, the berries are picked and translated into a fluid confession that speaks of places and fertile land. Left to mature in oak barrels, “Cricova” wines define sunny days, the generosity of clouds, the sound of rain or the rustling of leaves. Then, poured into glasses under the moonlight, the wine becomes a source of sensations, thoughts and miraculous aromas.

Grape picking started today. Let it be fruit! Let there be life!