Sessantuno (Sexaginta Unus) Primitivo di Manduria

Reife Zwetschge, Vanille, samtiges Tannin — Primitivo aus Apuliens Rotlehmböden.

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Sessantuno (Sexaginta Unus) Primitivo di Manduria

Sessantuno — the name represents 61: the founding year of Conte di Campiano. This Primitivo di Manduria comes from Apulia's hot south, where the grape variety develops its full potential on deep red clay soils.

Conte di Campiano has been cultivating vineyards in the Manduria DOC, one of Italy's most traditional red wine regions, since 1961. The region is known for its fully ripe, full-bodied Primitivo wines, which acquire their characteristic density from the Mediterranean heat and poor soils.

In the glass, it shines a deep ruby ​​red. The nose reveals ripe plum, dark cherry, and a hint of cinnamon—typical of late-ripening Primitivo from this climate zone. On the palate, vanilla emerges, supported by mild, rounded tannins without any harsh edges. The finish is long and warm, with a soft, almost velvety texture. The 2014 vintage won gold at Mundus Vini, with Luca Maroni awarding it 92 points.

  • Temperature: 16–18 °C
  • Dishes: Leg of lamb, grilled sausage, pecorino cheese or braised eggplant
  • Occasion: Dinner with friends, no need for a long cellar
Country of Origin Italy
Region Apulia
Grape Variety Primitivo
Wine Color red wine
Vintage 2023
Alcohol Content 14.5% Vol.
Residual Sugar 2.0 g / l
SKU :V02230-2023
Taste Dry
Pairs with Lamm, Gegrilltem, Pasta
Serving Temperature 16-18°C
Closure Type Korken
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

Conte di Campiano SpA

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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