October. Grape harvest at Mama's. Dan was promised “a light day in the fresh air.”
MAMAJust a few rows, dragă. Take the baskets. And the buckets. And the other baskets.
DANA few rows? Mama, I can't see where the vineyard ends.
Step 1: pick the grapes. Bend down. Stand up. Repeat 600 times.
MAMAOne in the basket, one in the mouth? Two in the basket, dragă.
DANIt's quality control, Mama. I've been certified since the zacuscă.
Inside Dan. The board meeting.
FLEX600 hip hinges! Glutes, hamstrings, lower back! This vineyard is a gym with leaves!
BLOBAnd every third grape comes straight to me. Express delivery.
Step 2: crush the grapes. The crusher has been broken since 1991.
MAMAMachines are for lazy people. Take your socks off and get in.
DANI pay 200 lei a month for a gym. Here I stomp for free and come out purple.
Step 3: press out the juice, the “must.” Taste it. “It's just juice, it's healthy.”
MAMADrink, dragă! Fresh must! It's only grapes, nothing added!
DANThird mug. It's natural, so it doesn't count. Right?
Step 4: into the barrels, down in the cellar. Then you wait.
MAMAForty days and it's wine. Then it's Christmas. Then Easter. Then we pick again.
FLEX200 litres carried down the stairs! Farmer's walk, the original version!
BLOBCarry all you want. In forty days that juice turns into wine, and wine turns into me. I can wait.