Summer night. Balaton. The foot of Szent György-hegy. A mystic mountain. One of the places to make great wine. One of the places to spend a wonderful evening. Wine and food. Natural wine. Summer guests and winemakers. Sitting around a table. Talking about everything under the sun. Meeting nice people. Meeting one of the winemakers of Kolonia52. Annamária.

After this evening, I remember one of my dreams to accompany a winemaker with my camera.

Wrote Annamária. Nothing to expect. Enthusiasm as an answer. Back in Budapest, just a sign. The second life of a bottle from Kolonia52 at a wine bar.

First appointment for October. The cellar. The vineyard. The grapes. Autumn. First impressions. Inspiring time.

To be continued.

Fine selection of natural wine. From Hungary. From over Europe. I prefer the Hungarian. I am in Hungary. I like the really big scene. Taste it. Zsófi recognise your wishes. Just tell her what you prefer.

Fantastic food. From their own garden. From the family. Always combined in a special way. I name it Gabors’ way. 

Was fehlt, ist ein guter Wein. Meiner Interpretation der Fastenzeit geschuldet.