With the sounds and tastes of our homeland ...

... half a minute because the padlock is rusty ... nice. Well, that's ... .

And the journey begins ... In between spidery stacks of bottles with unknown labels, barrels of wine and liqueur, corks and old shops, basements full of secrets and soil, we unfolded our dreams ...

February 2017 we entered for the first time a place where time It seemed to have stopped 30 years ago. Tools of another era, old newspapers with news reminiscent of today, champagnes that never opened, bottles of spirits rarely, little treasures that we dug up one by one and kept as the apple of our eye.

< p> Today here, all together, in a place reminiscent of something from the past, difficult but romantic times, honest and sincere, something from a Greek movie, from the old neighborhood we caught up with, grandparents.