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Where wine flows like water

         We finally got a chance to visit a wine store just outside Catania.  We tagged along with our neighbors to the Cantine Privitera   We had thought it would be like other places that sell wine from barrels, maybe three or four wines to choose from.  We were quite surprised to find over twenty wines in barrels ready to be sampled and poured into our plastic bottles.


We almost gave up on trying to find this wine store, because we got super lost.  No ones fault, besides terrible Italian signage and a GPS unit taking us on a wild goose chase.  We got to see parts of towns that we would never have visited without getting lost.


Deanna happy to be out of the car and entering a wonderland of wines.

View of some of the wines to choose from.

More large storage barrels.

Laurel sampling the different wines.  She has a great nose and taste for wine.




Deanna and Laurel getting some together time.











Using child labor to fill our bottles.  They didn't spill any wine while filling bottles.


Downstairs they have area set up for their wines that have been bottled in glass.








We had a fun guide to tell us about their history and types of wines that they make and bottle.


Kestrel checking out the labels, which are taken from a Sicilian card game.  A local artist does the labels, sculptures and the paintings throughout the cellars.



The girls posing before heading on our tours.



Walking down a hallway to is used for storage and artifacts of wine making in the old days.



Old wine making equipment.










Scary faces make of clay along the hallway.


Ceiling pictures with scenes of life with wine.

We have all been there!





We enjoyed our outing and found the wines tasty and very affordable.  Afterwards we had lunch by the ocean and called it a afternoon.


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