Jordi Sanfeliu is a born farmer. It could be one of those characters in the film José Luis Cuerda, Dawn is no little , if not because of 4Kilos is avisparon before.
Dominates nearly 100 hectares of land of which 16 are vineyards trepat, Tempranillo, Garnacha Blanca, Garnacha shark, grenache hairy wild plants growing around the edge of the vineyards and he leaves them under observation.
He is a farmer like his parents and grandparents and has two daughters by descent, which inevitably leads to the question of how the field throws. Not much for now, maybe the little more. And what will you do if things are not going to be women's field XXI century. Nothing. Life comes as it comes and what they decide, it will.
George leaves the field to play and experiment. Speak with the same dedication of lentils, wheat, vineyards, cherry trees and olive trees and oil stolen half a heart. And if anything is missing or there is danger of boredom, has a clear garden for personal use with tomatoes, potatoes, beets, chickpeas, garlic, onions, peppers, which takes what it takes for dinner.
He converted to organic farming 15 years ago but in reality it has been practiced since long not exaggerating when I say that he is a living being within its ecosystem. And part of the health of this ecosystem is that it is perhaps one of its key members never yielded to the temptation of fast growth, easy credit and harmful subsidies, which are known bread today, hunger tomorrow.
Not for the first time I visited the lands of Sanfeliu. I met them returning from the Petit Comité de Madrid. It had been a week and Jordi palizón was like new. Josep Garriga , Claudio and I were in bed, which at all that we moved to Jordi got into his truck and made a tour that left us open-mouthed. I felt like Al Pacino in the third part of The Godfather, feeling "no case, the more power I get out, make it harder for me to stay." And I was unjust and unable to find the energy it deserved that show of force alone.
Now I knew that returning all-time scheduling on my part would be useless and I relaxed. We went with Marc, a partner in the adventures of wine, without offering any resistance, which led to fullness of perfection of the moment. The calm voice of Jordi was charged with giving the story to those lands as we could attend a true example of Land Art , with the colors of summer at eight o'clock. Yellow lentils, green and lush vines, cherry trees until a week ago were to stop, the slopes of the plots combed in every way. And an apple tree boundary with the neighbor who asked for permission to adecentarlo but might eat two apples.
Like everything, it seems, in the natural life of these fields and his master, he came to make wine on a hunch. George takes the next step when you feel fit and felt a few years ago I wanted to make wine from your trepat farming .
And he did and a tempranillo. These wines institivos, respectful, non-pretentious and interior light. If you're in love, reinforces the passion and you're dropping someone sincerely and forever in your network, drinks her pink as love potion. But brotherly love.
The sweet Jordi Sanfeliu network enveloped us and we were to dine at home, after passing through the garden to pick a portent of zucchini. When we were Tárrega quarter to eleven at night and I thought rightly Felicidad Feli, his wife would be angry at having to make hostess, with how hot it was, of another that comes to issues of came.
Not at all! Pa amb tomàquet, all i oli, a super cool amanida a good ham, a terrace and high winds, cold and jug wine, family and conversation Sanfeliu as life took us gently up to the four in the morning, we decided to stop, so arbitrary, Viglia status.
Now I am reminded of some verses of the Brazilian artist Adriana Calcanhotto speculating on the artistic idea of proposing cannibalism devour her admired artist, Caetano Veloso ...
we eat Caetano
peel front
hair line
we eat so cru-
we eat Caetano
COMECA-what we
we eat Caetano
revelarmo we-we
Jordi Sanfeliu is a craftsman and every time you eat and drink their creations, devour health.
S too much company i salut!
