It was in 1978.
That was when my grandfather bought the small vineyard that is now the centre of the Nyári Cellar. I know from his stories that those were not the heydays of wine-making. Bland, standard wines were made in state-owned and cooperative cellars, which was a far cry from what we call “wine culture”. Consequently, few people considered grapes and wine as a challenge. My father and grandfather were among those few. My family never pushed me into wine-making; maybe that’s why I was so interested in it already as a child. Then, after a sip of exciting red wine at the age of 15, I decided that I would be a wine-maker.