Fattoria La Rivolta

Often overlooked until the first sip, Fiano quietly reminds you why southern Italy’s white deserve more attention. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride, and then suddenly it’s the one you can’t stop talking about. The old Latins called it Vitis Apiana because the bees couldn’t get enough, and you get that in the perfume with lemon verbena, jasmine, and a little gentle sweetness, all perfectly balanced with fresh fruit and a mineral backbone.