Rivetto

Alessandro Rivetto

I am a bit embarrassed at showing photos of my brother and myself when we were children. But I wanted to show you how we got our love of wine. From early on as a child, I have developed this deep passion for my work: the smell of the washed wooden casks, the airborne motes of the dusty hazelnuts drying in the sun, the smell of the rows of mown grass, the games of football in the cellars where the vats were our goalposts, helping my father fill the vats with wine where I was a dab hand on the pump: 1 for ON, and 2 for OFF. The taps which filled the demijohn were pistols, the long tubes – snakes.
These unaware feelings which we learn as children are inevitably going to change some chromosome or other – the most important one, the one which makes you live without linking work and money, that chromosome called passion!

Enrico Rivetto - apprentice export manager