Halfway between Barcelona and Tarragona, cloaked by double mountain ranges, our Xarel·lo vines grow. A fertile land where vineyard and wheat go hand-in-hand, the old carob tree observes, and the olive tree demarcates the plain. Persevering models of a past made up of history and human labour. A symphony of tones on thousand-year-old lands offering us its most prized treasure; a first-press wine whose freshness makes it unique. The essence and individuality of a variety named for its origin.