Ribolla Gialla is one of Italy's oldest indigenous grapes, documented in Friuli as far back as the 13th century. It nearly disappeared after phylloxera and post-war replanting favoured international varieties — Collavini was among the handful of producers who kept it alive. It opens tonight because it's the only white, and because its combination of texture and minerality sets a benchmark that everything after will be measured against.
Lemon verbena, grapefruit pith, and acacia blossom — bright and aromatic without being perfumed. Underneath, something flinty and almost stony.
A saline, almost stony quality runs through from front to back. The finish has an unexpected creaminess — that texture is the surprise. This is not a crisp, throwaway aperitif white. It has real presence and weight.
This is your arrival drink, and it's doing a specific job: waking your palate up without overwhelming it. Ribolla Gialla's natural acidity cuts through anything you might be eating right now. Enjoy it while you're still settling in — once the reds begin, you won't be coming back to this register for the rest of the evening.
Fumin is a grape that almost no one outside Valle d'Aosta has heard of — and Valle d'Aosta is Italy's smallest region, a high-altitude sliver wedged between Mont Blanc and the Matterhorn. The name likely derives from fumé, smoky, a reference to the grape's characteristically dark, almost hazy bloom. It was heading toward extinction in the 1970s; a handful of mountain families, Grosjean among them, kept growing it. It's chosen here to make a point: that Italy's obscure indigenous varieties are often more interesting than its famous ones.
Dark forest fruit — blueberry, blackberry — with something earthy and faintly smoky underneath. There's also a wild herb quality, almost alpine, that feels like it belongs to a specific place.
Soft-edged and spicy, with tannins that are present but never demanding. The texture is silkier than the colour suggests. There's good length, and the fruit stays dark throughout.
This comes second because it transitions gently from the white — same delicacy of texture, now with red fruit and structure. Compare it directly to the Ribolla: same country, completely different altitude, soil and world. Almost none of this wine leaves the valley. You're drinking something genuinely rare.
Sagrantino is the most tannic grape variety in the world — no other variety comes close by polyphenol count. It grows in roughly 10 square kilometres of Umbrian hillside around the town of Montefalco and almost nowhere else on earth. It was near extinction in the 1970s, kept alive mainly for a sweet passito version used in religious ceremonies — hence the name, from sacro, sacred. The dry version only gained DOCG status in 1992. This 2015 is chosen because it's a great Umbrian vintage and because at 10 years old, it's finally starting to open.
Blackberry, dark plum, bitter chocolate and a long balsamic note. With air, dried roses and a cedary depth emerge. Give it a few minutes in the glass before you commit.
You will feel the tannins across your entire mouth — gripping, drying, demanding. Underneath: dark fruit, spice, a finish that goes on and on. Leave it in the glass for ten minutes if it feels severe. It softens noticeably with air.
This is the structural centrepiece of the evening — placed third so your palate is warmed up enough to handle it, but early enough that the tannins don't fatigue you. This is exactly why people make special trips to Montefalco. If you're eating something with fat or protein, now is the time.
Sangiovese is Italy's most planted grape — the backbone of Chianti, Brunello and Vino Nobile — but this one comes from Montecucco, a DOC quietly operating in the shadow of Montalcino just to its north. Same soils, similar altitude, a fraction of the price and the fame. ColleMassari is the estate that put Montecucco on the map; Lombrone is their flagship Riserva, made from the oldest vines on the estate and aged 24 months in large Slavonian oak. James Suckling scored it 94 points. It's chosen here because Sangiovese after Sagrantino is a lesson in contrast — same Italian seriousness, completely different feel.
Dried cherry, leather, dried herbs, and a characteristic iron-tinged minerality. There's a floral lift — dried violet — that takes a moment to arrive.
Bright acidity is the first thing you notice — a complete shift from the Sagrantino's tannic grip. The tannins are fine and integrated, the fruit precise rather than dense. There's a long savoury finish with a whisper of tobacco.
After the Sagrantino, notice how much lighter on its feet this feels. That contrast is deliberate — the progression moves from power to elegance. If the Sagrantino was a statement, this is a conversation. Which would you rather spend an evening with?
Lambrusco is a family of ancient grapes indigenous to Emilia-Romagna — Roman writers documented vines growing wild in the Po Valley. The word means wild vine in old Latin. For most of the 20th century the name was synonymous with cheap, sweet, fizzy plonk exported in bulk. Medici Ermete spent 30 years systematically rebuilding what serious dry Lambrusco could be — Concerto is their benchmark wine, organic, naturally sparkling via second fermentation, and consistently one of Italy's best-value bottles. It's chosen here as a deliberate palate reset between the big reds and the aged wines still to come.
Fresh cherry, strawberry, raspberry, with a balsamic edge and good olfactory purity. The bubbles carry the aromatics — notice how the glass smells different when it's fizzing.
Dry, lively and bright — this is nothing like the Lambrusco of its reputation. Tart red fruit, brisk acidity, a slight earthiness, medium body with soft tannins. The chill accentuates the freshness.
This is intentionally served after four serious reds. Your palate needs the reset — the bubbles, the temperature, the lighter style. Don't analyse it the way you've been analysing the others. Pour a little for anyone at the table who says they don't like Lambrusco and watch their face change.
Montepulciano is one of Italy's most planted red grapes — most people know it from Montepulciano d'Abruzzo. But Offida DOCG in Le Marche, on the Adriatic coast, is where it reaches a different level of depth and complexity. Ciù Ciù is a family estate run by the Bartolomei brothers — they planted this wine in the 1980s and named it Esperanto because they believed wine was a universal language. The 2011 is the oldest wine of the evening, and it's chosen deliberately: this is what happens when you give a great vintage the time it needs.
Marasca cherry, dried violet, dark plum, with notes of eucalyptus, liquorice and balsamic. There's a complexity here that only comes with age — it shifts in the glass every few minutes.
The tannins have completely softened into silk. The fruit has deepened and darkened. There's cocoa, dried herbs, a long savoury finish. At 14 years old, it's drinking exactly where it should be.
Hold this next to your Lambrusco glass if there's anything left. The contrast — vivid and fresh vs. settled and contemplative — is one of the most interesting moments of the evening. This is a generous pour. Take your time with it. It rewards patience.
Nerello Mascalese is the grape of Etna — it grows almost nowhere else, and almost all of what exists is over 60 years old, often pre-phylloxera, on bush vines planted in black volcanic ash. The contrada system on Etna mirrors Burgundy's premier cru logic: named parcels on the volcano's slopes, each with its own elevation, soil composition and microclimate. Pianodario sits on the northeast face at altitude. Wine Enthusiast scored this 96 points. It's chosen to close the red sequence because it is unlike anything else in the lineup — and unlike most wine you will ever drink.
Volcanic stone, wild berry, dried flowers, camphor and something unmistakably mineral and electric. Smell it and then smell anything else on the table. The contrast is immediate.
Bright, almost tensile acidity, fine tannins, a translucent fruit quality — pale in the glass but intense in the mouth. The finish is long and mineral. It doesn't feel like a red from a warm climate. It feels like somewhere very particular.
Look at the colour against your Esperanto glass. The Esperanto is deep and almost opaque — this is pale, barely red. Same country, same wine category. The contrast is the point. This is what an active volcano does to a grape. Taste slowly — the finish goes on for a long time.
Malvasia is an ancient Greek grape variety — the name comes from Monemvasia, a port in the Peloponnese — and it has been cultivated on the volcanic Aeolian Islands since antiquity. Salina is the greenest and most fertile of the Aeolians, rising sharply from the sea, and its Malvasia has been prized for centuries. Capofaro is owned by the Tasca d'Almerita family — Sicily's most important wine dynasty — and the wine is made from partially dried grapes to concentrate the sugars. It comes last because it is exactly what a finale should be: sweet, complex, and impossible to rush.
Honey, dried apricot, orange blossom, eucalyptus, and a faint volcanic mineral note that keeps it from being purely luscious. It shifts with every sip.
Rich and concentrated, but not cloying — a mineral freshness underneath lifts everything and keeps it alive. The finish is long and warm.
Switch glasses if you can — the sweetness will linger and it deserves a clean start. You began tonight in the Alps. You're ending on a Mediterranean island. Eight grapes, eight regions, roughly 1,600 kilometres covered in a single evening. This is the last glass. There's no rush.
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Italy has over 350 native grape varieties — more than any country on earth. Most of the world's wine drinkers have never tried the majority of them. Tonight we'll cover eight, across eight distinct regions, from the Austrian border all the way to a tiny volcanic island off the coast of Sicily. Every pour is a grape your glass has probably never met before.
The Sagrantino and Esperanto need 1–2 hours of air — decant these as guests arrive. The Fumin and Sangiovese benefit from 30–45 minutes. The Etna Nerello needs no more than 30 minutes — don't let it fatigue. Ribolla Gialla, Lambrusco, and Malvasia are pour-and-serve. Stand the Esperanto (2011) upright for a few hours beforehand and watch for sediment when decanting.
| 1 | Ribolla Gialla "Turian" Collavini · Friuli | Serve cold |
| 2 | Fumin Grosjean Frères · Valle d'Aosta | 30–45 min |
| 3 | Sagrantino DOCG 2015 Romanelli · Umbria | 1–2 hr decant |
| 4 | Poggio Lombrone DOCG 2015 ColleMassari · Toscana | 30–45 min |
| 5 | Lambrusco Secco "Concerto" Medici Ermete · Emilia-Romagna | Slightly chilled |
| 6 | "Esperanto" DOCG 2011 Ciù Ciù · Le Marche | 1–2 hr · sediment |
| 7 | "Contrada Pianodario" 2016 Tascante · Etna | 30 min max |
| 8 | Malvasia Dolce "Salina" 2021 Capofaro · Aeolian Islands | Serve cool |