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A Letter from Joan Casademont
"The list is small on purpose. I keep only the bottles I would pour at my own table — and I always start the same way: with a glass of Saüll in the hand, looking out at the bay. Empordà whites like sea glass; Empordà reds like the stone of the hills behind the house; Priorat like the inside of the cathedral at sunset. We move from there."