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Wine is a play of nature:
the vineyard, the sun, the rain, the wind, the earth, the stone,
gift us the grapes,
from which time and man, for once in harmony,
create the Amarone della Valpolicella,
a gift for the soul and a blessing from heaven.
Renzo Rubinelli
Gaetano Rubinelli is the patriarch of the Rubinelli family, who has always lived in Valpolicella.
After planning and building the Chievo dam on the Adige River, which provided electricity to the industries of Verona in the early 1900s, he purchased the countryside of Vajol, for its perfect basin shape, located right in the heart of the historic Valpolicella.
Over the years, the desire of the Rubinelli family to produce a cru of Vajol that can fully express the excellence of the product of this land: grapes of the highest quality, the result of an ideal exposure to the sun and a perfect drying in the ventilated and temperate climate of the Conca del Vajol solidifies.
The Philosophy of the winery
The philosophy that inspires the Agricultural Company Rubinelli Vajol is to offer the Beauty and the Goodness of the heart of Valpolicella.
The Beauty of the ancient rural house, the winery, the Corte Sant'Anna, and the landscape of Vajol, a land sprinkled with native vines, designed by dry stone walls, the marogne, and dotted with olive trees, almond trees, and cherry trees, is the quintessence of the beauty of all of Valpolicella.
And equally, the Goodness of the wine, the intoxicating juice of the grapes cultivated in Vajol, holds the secret of the sweetness that springs from the heart of Valpolicella. There is a warm time for the slow maturation of the grapes in the sunlit basin, on the rows nestled between the hill and the slope, a right time for the resting and drying of the best selected bunches, and finally a long time for the dreamy sleep of the wine, finally resting in large oak barrels, in the cool and dark cellar carved into the tuff.