Primitivo di Manduria Riserva DOC Paolo e Carlo Classe 1966

Apulischer Primitivo: Pflaume, Kakao, samtene Tannine, 12 Monate Fass.

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Primitivo di Manduria Riserva DOC Paolo e Carlo Classe 1966

The Primitivo di Manduria Riserva DOC Paolo e Carlo Classe 1966 is a well-rounded, full-bodied southern Italian wine from Apulia – a Primitivo with character, neither hiding nor overdoing it. It comes from the best vines around Manduria, where the hot sun imparts deep color, ripe fruit, and considerable body to the grapes.

The wine spends 12 months in wooden barrels, giving it a beautiful, intense ruby-red color and a smooth, yet not spongy, mouthfeel. The nose reveals ripe plums, cherry jam, a touch of dried apricots, and notes of cocoa, vanilla, and a hint of coffee from the barrel aging – enough spice to be interesting, but not so much as to overpower the fruit.

On the palate, the Primitivo is velvety and opulent, with a full, warm body, fine, soft tannins, and a pleasantly fruity, almost slightly sweet character that nevertheless reads as dry or off-dry. At around 15% ABV and served at 16–18°C, it pairs perfectly with hearty beef or lamb dishes, game, savory appetizers, and strong cheeses – a wine that simply begs to be enjoyed without overthinking.

Country of Origin Italy
Region Apulia
Grape Variety Primitivo
Wine Color red wine
Vintage 2022
Alcohol Content 15.0% Vol.
Residual Sugar 2.0 g / l
SKU :V02014-2022
Taste Dry
Pairs with Lamb,Mushrooms,Beef
Serving Temperature 16-18°C
Closure Type Cork
Bottle Size 0.75 l
Distributor
Nutritional values per 100 ml
Energy kJ 364 kJ
Energy kcal 87 kcal
Fat 0 g
Fat, of which saturates 0 g
Carbohydrates 0.2 g
Carbohydrates, of which sugars 0.2 g
Protein 0 g
Salt 0 g
Allergens Sulfites

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Long ago, a count from a distant land rode his fine steed through the Val Tramigna valley and climbed to the plateau of Mount Crocetta. There, he sat on a stone to rest and took in the beautiful landscape below. Daylight caressed the hills, illuminating the silhouette of a castle, the steep roofs of the small, dark houses, the white paths, and the fertile farmland, while a gentle breeze rustled across the still sky. The landscape, the faint scent of must reaching his nose, and the tranquility he felt told him to make this his home. And so it was that from that day forward, the local people called him Count of Campiano...

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