"A summer evening. Silence, thousands of stars framed by the hills and the city lights in the background.

The long rows; well-tended vineyards tracing elegant patterns on the slopes.

It really was a magical place, that simply named, yet important land: Canova.

A man filled his soul with those wonders and dreamed…

He grew up, year after year, learning to admire and savour the sweet fruit of those simple plants, their nectar so precious and renowned.

It's a time honoured tradition. A timeless art. We're pride in sharing it."

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