Mas Ramoneda

Tradition, the natural process, the vine at every evening behind the window, because it is the grape that sustains us and we give it the adolescent passion and the eye of those who know the perpendicularity of the wine in the bottle. The scented oak, the mystery of the pause in the ferment, the patience of the keys at the door, the cellar, the wise man who hears the voice of wine, because they call him by name,

Mas Ramoneda is a young winery that seeks two lips to feel body on the edge of a glass and savor the nature of its wines: the noble conception of metaphor in the vat. There is always greatness in the transformation of concepts, and the WINE liturgy is the secret of roses, their beauty, their smell, their aroma, their texture, their slow world of flavors.

Mas Ramoneda seeks the ancient value of ambrosia; sometimes, extinguished, and it renews it, it gives it the faith of new rituals, the strength of the rivers that wisely guide the waters to the sea. The WINE from its cellars is a prayer and a heresy, it recognizes the table and closes the parentheses of doubt.

Mas Ramoneda assumes the verb to drink, and shapes other distinguished verbs: libar, paladear, savorar. He never raises his elbow or takes a drink, he arranges the harmony of taste with freshness, silence and good judgment. Surprise the sky of the mouth and continue higher, in the hands of an embrace moved with the earth.

Mas Ramoneda is a newly born winery, with a clean dawn, but by its side there are people with studies and experience to transmit the integral essence of wine to the tables.

There is a place where life opens up like a thought, a place where innocence takes off its shoes and dresses in vine shoots, a place where kites arrive and the murmur of ferment sounds, of good broth. A place where glass scaffolds rise, and alchemy transforms, like a miracle, the vine into life. That place has the accuracy of a name, Mas Ramoneda.

On his farm remains the trace of the ancestor man, as an inheritance: excavations in the stone to step on the grapes. An original winery, with 5000 and 6000 liter oak barrels, and also stone tanks. An oven to bake bread, an oil press and, apart from the manor house, an 11th century hermitage. That is the origin and the cradle of the Mas Ramoneda family, where wine, oil and bread were already made by hand. Caste comes to the greyhound, says the adage.