Extracta
A rare bird that honors us with its presence only every now and then, when the stars align. A stream of lava capturing the very soul of its soil, the spirit of its grape, the ephemerality of nature’s gifts.
Extracta returns after four years of hiatus, as this wine requires a specific set of autumn weather conditions. 2020 was one such year when the cold humid nights bringing fog and botrytis to the vineyards were alternated by sunny days that allowed the grapes to dry out and balance the noble rot by good phenolic ripeness.
This wine is a winemaker's dream come true – it combines many contradictory features yet makes them work out in the end. Light and Dark collide and the result is not gray but incredibly intriguing, like a masterly-written novel that you feel compelled to read again, because you know that there are nuances and understories deserving a closer look, while enjoying its seductive style and ideas, even on a second read.
One barrel / 300 bottles only
Pivnica Cajkov
Tucked into the volcanic slopes of southern Slovakia, Pivnica Čajkov is one of those rare producers that bridges ancient soil and modern spirit without ever feeling self-conscious about it. Winemaker Filip Nagy farms old vines of indigenous varieties — most notably Pesecká Leánka, Vavrinec (St. Laurent), and the regional gem Devín — all rooted in decomposed tuff and basalt that lend the wines their unmistakable volcanic pulse.
Filip works quietly with intention. Each bottling feels deeply connected to Čajkov’s landscape: the mineral push of its lava soils, the scent of orchard air after rain, the hum of heat and wind that defines this small pocket of the Nitra Valley.
Across his range, there’s a common thread of tension and balance — fruit and stone in conversation. Whites glow with skin-contact texture and herbal brightness; reds hover between juicy and brooding, always with that quiet volcanic charge beneath the surface.
Filip’s wines don’t shout; they resonate. They feel both ancient and vividly current, like transmissions from the earth filtered through a patient hand.
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A rare bird that honors us with its presence only every now and then, when the stars align. A stream of lava capturing the very soul of its soil, the spirit of its grape, the ephemerality of nature’s gifts.
Extracta returns after four years of hiatus, as this wine requires a specific set of autumn weather conditions. 2020 was one such year when the cold humid nights bringing fog and botrytis to the vineyards were alternated by sunny days that allowed the grapes to dry out and balance the noble rot by good phenolic ripeness.
This wine is a winemaker's dream come true – it combines many contradictory features yet makes them work out in the end. Light and Dark collide and the result is not gray but incredibly intriguing, like a masterly-written novel that you feel compelled to read again, because you know that there are nuances and understories deserving a closer look, while enjoying its seductive style and ideas, even on a second read.
One barrel / 300 bottles only
Pivnica Cajkov
Tucked into the volcanic slopes of southern Slovakia, Pivnica Čajkov is one of those rare producers that bridges ancient soil and modern spirit without ever feeling self-conscious about it. Winemaker Filip Nagy farms old vines of indigenous varieties — most notably Pesecká Leánka, Vavrinec (St. Laurent), and the regional gem Devín — all rooted in decomposed tuff and basalt that lend the wines their unmistakable volcanic pulse.
Filip works quietly with intention. Each bottling feels deeply connected to Čajkov’s landscape: the mineral push of its lava soils, the scent of orchard air after rain, the hum of heat and wind that defines this small pocket of the Nitra Valley.
Across his range, there’s a common thread of tension and balance — fruit and stone in conversation. Whites glow with skin-contact texture and herbal brightness; reds hover between juicy and brooding, always with that quiet volcanic charge beneath the surface.
Filip’s wines don’t shout; they resonate. They feel both ancient and vividly current, like transmissions from the earth filtered through a patient hand.
