“Philippe, think of your grandfather who poured all his passion into the 67 vintages he made.”

“As a child, you used to love following him when he went down into the cellar every day with his pipette and glass in your hand. He would wander around the barrels and bottles looking at them with such fondness; objects untainted by life’s troubles, by sadness, boredom and even by time itself.

He loved to share the emotions and pleasure of wine tasting with as many people as possible. Your amazing grandfather smiled as he surveyed all of these bottles and you used to think, ‘how he loves his cellar!’ But no, my son, it was us whom he loved, because this dear man knew that he himself would never drink these rare wines which were made to mature over a long period of time” — Marcel Guigal