Kartli

Georgia begins in Kartli.

Perhaps that is why this region never feels the need to prove anything. It simply does not seem to be in its nature. What is, is.

Everything here has its own time. While some places make themselves familiar the moment you arrive, Kartli lets you in slowly. Who knows, perhaps that is why “the mists rise” through its valleys — so that we cannot see everything at once.

The wine here is much like Kartli itself. It does not try to impress you, and, more importantly, it does not need to. Because it will stay with you anyway. Atenuri — with its sparkle. Chinuri and Goruli Mtsvane — with their lightness. Tavkveri and Shavkapito — with their character. That is why Kartli wine never rushes. It knows you will taste it, and then, one day, without even realizing when, you will suddenly see what the mists rising from the valleys had been hiding.