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a cherry tree and nibbling at cherries picked Lenka Machovská is the wife of a winemaker.
straight from a twig. Her calloused hands can „Stendhal said that wine is poetry in a bottle. I en-
firmly grip the hoe, but they touch plants joy not only tasting wine, but also translating the
with gentleness affection and innate respect. beauty I find in it into words. Our wines have a per-
After the grape harvest, she will not forget sonality, and they feel best in society. That‘s why
to go to church to thank God for the harvest. I‘m happy to introduce them to guests in our wine
That‘s what her parents taught her, and that‘s cellar or in the Wine Gallery Baraque on the feet of
what she‘ll teach her children one day.. Slunečná lookout tower over Velké Pavlovice.”

CAFÉ OWNER IN HIS SOUL POOL LOUNGER
Of all the people in the world, Cabernet Sau- This claret from Pinot Noir is like a young
vignon 2016 is most reminiscent of the guy man who went to the swimming pool for the
who until recently worked as a bank clerk, but first time after the winter. He is not a playboy,
has now succumbed to his dream of opening courted by girls - he spends most of his time on
a coffee shop. It would seem that, like a blanket with a book, thoughtlessly chewing
a blade of grass. He is slowly eating the peach
many before him, he would a blade of grass
encounter the harsh reali- he is having for a snack, and rather than putting
he is having for a
his book down,
ty hidden behind chocolate his book down, he keeps sucking the stone for
o
cakes, blueberry cupcakes, ano
an
another three pages. Then he dre-
ams away… and falls asleep. The
blackberry panna cotta, and a
the smell of espresso. But he first sun turns his skin slightly
can do the math and knows pink, but tomorrow the tan
that without hard work, his will become golden, and our
cafe will never become a fa- dreamer may gain the cou-
mous business. rage to live his own story.
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