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I remember, it was the last year of the turbulent '900, I was invited, high school student, almost by accident, to the presentation of the new Barolo in Turin, at Palazzo Falletti, in via delle Orfane.

Barbera and champagne tonight we drink… so the pitied Giorgio Gaber sang, in a story of love and disappointment.

When talking about Barbera, strictly feminine, the first thing a Piedmontese guy thinks about, is the Piola, the tavern, a place for libations and singing, friendships, loves, play and passions, sports and politics, all united by a boundless love for the...