In the sun-drenched hills of Alentejo, where the air buzzes with the scent of wild thyme and sunbaked earth, the Aragonez grape flourishes, its dark, plump berries bursting with history. Each sip reveals a tapestry of ripe blackberries and subtly spiced plums, textured with velvety tannins that wrap around the palate like a warm embrace. As whispers of centuries-old winemaking traditions linger, one can’t help but ponder: how does a single grape carry the soul of its land?