Publication date: August 2, 2022
It is still early in Trecastagni, the town rests while the sea breezes cool the warm slopes of Etna. Giovanni is waiting for me at the end of a rough road; from there on, we can only proceed with his pick-up truck. I immediately understand that his project has something heroic about it. To reach the vineyards, we must advance at a walking pace over a narrow strip of uneven rocks. "When my father, in the 1970s, bought this land on Monte Gorna, on the slopes of Etna, not
