Guillaume Goujon

Fallen into the pot when he was little, this Gaul handles the barrel like an AS.
God pushes you ahead, if he passes it breaks and you pass away.
The rebel hair and the blue eyes, this hybrid Hulk is a skyscraper.
Must say that in his tannic blood, there is Bolshevik polak.
The long stride and the hood full of ideas, hang on tight and take notes.
The vats and the tuns have no more secrets for him.
Vinifying, blending, coaling, it's subtle but it's square.
In music and always ambience, with him the wine is pampered.
He is our winemaker from la vega, nothing can stop him, life is a party.
Notta Bene: Don't be fooled by his generosity, or you'll walk home!
As you will have understood, this tightrope walker is a molotov cocktail. We are still looking for the off button, but this Beaujolois has everything of a MOF.
Because under his merry airs, hide patience, rigor and devotion.
His nose and his creativity are his own talent and pep: our energy.
Guillaume, winemaker in the cellar like a fish in water.
“Guigui the gudgeon” is aptly named.

Sebastien Dupré

With his devastating smile and his good humor, the bees and the grasshoppers make him a guard of honor.
Sausage cooked, raw or dry, it's a local guy, a bit of a flower in his beak.
Thin patience and a heart as big as a watermelon, to follow him, buy yourself good sneakers.
The round calf, fully motivated,
Nothing is greater than his passion.
Whether they crawl, fly or perform, all that lives is its purr.
Reach out, to see tomorrow, to make the soil of the beautiful and good.
He is our AgroEcolo expert, no information escapes him.
One step ahead of each dance is his talent and our valve.
Dupre of the name,
Sébastien winemaker from hair to heel,
“Seb du Pré” is aptly named.