#generalalvear

Conocimos todo el proyecto de @bodegajorgerubio . Ubicada en General Alvear, enel Oasis Sur Mendocino, desde hace casi 20 años, guiados por el perfil del consumidor y buscando destacarse, hoy producen 1.5 millones de litros con uva de sus 55has y de 40 productores de la región. El portfolio es muy amplio con 13 líneas y 40 etiquetas entre vinos, espumantes, licorosos y destilados . La lines Privado, la de las etiquetas de cuero, son las más conocidas y muy bien recibidas entre su público. . Probamos el Cabernet Franc durante la degustación y encontré un perfil netamente gastronómico. Un vino que gusta y acompaña. . Su precio sugerido es de $550 y se consigue en vinotecas y en su propia tienda en línea. . Gracias @jorge_rubio_vinos, Jorge Ferrari, @emiliogonilski, Matías Padin, @vanessacostadarosa y @guadalupe_pazosnu . . . #vino #vinoargentino #generalalvear #oasissur #mendoza #jorgerubio #privado #cabernetfranc #wine #winelover #winelife #winetime #winestagram #vin #vinho #wein https://www.instagram.com/p/CHbf4KVBfTY/?igshid=eokl09lu0ncg

Horse in Antoine Bourdelle museum garden in Paris. Part of the Monument to the General Carlos M. de Alvear in Buenos-Aires. #bourdelle #antoinebourdelle #watercolor #generalalvear #bourdellemuseum #museebourdelle #paris #fredericlere (at Musée Bourdelle) https://www.instagram.com/p/BomYdh_hlVx/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1h09mzrl1r7xj

#Repost from @pablogonzalezquatro with @regram.app ... #face #live #Productividad Gracias a los que pasaron por el taller Gestiona tu tiempo. Hay gente interesada en #generalalvear ? Allí queremos estar. (en General Alvear, Mendoza)

On 27th of January, cycling down the road from Saladillo to General Alvear, a car unexpectedly pulls over on the side of the road just a few meters ahead of me. A man steps out and stops me to ask me where I'm coming from. His jaw drops as I told him about my trip and following this initial reaction, we have a short yet brilliant conversation about life and bicycles. The following day, approaching the town of Roque Pérez, I suddenly see a woman snapping pictures of me further down the road. As I get closer, she starts waving vigorously and shouts out my name: "Sissiiiiiii!!!". I obviously have no idea who this lady is and how she knows my name. Out of her breath for excitement, she quickly explains it all: she's a friend of the man from the previous day, a journalist who had been devastated by the fact that she had neither gotten the chance to interview me, nor invite me to her home for an 'asado' (barbecue) as she had heard about my story. But here we are, meeting each other accidentally (is anything an accident?) one day later! She's charming. Very efficiently she interviews me shortly then and there, snaps a few more photos and writes a cute recollection of her encounter with me for the local news paper. Here it is!