Levantine Mainstay
Merwah
Merwah
Merwah
Standing tall in the mountains of Lebanon for centuries, my roots go deeper than just soil. I'm a survivor of history, a staple of local culture, and the white wine counterpart to your mezze spread.
Standing tall in the mountains of Lebanon for centuries, my roots go deeper than just soil. I'm a survivor of history, a staple of local culture, and the white wine counterpart to your mezze spread.
Standing tall in the mountains of Lebanon for centuries, my roots go deeper than just soil. I'm a survivor of history, a staple of local culture, and the white wine counterpart to your mezze spread.
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Native White Gems
Body
Just Right
Tannins
No Resistance
Acidity
Vibrant Balance
Sugar
Savagely Dry
Why you'll like me
Why you'll like me
I'm refreshing
I'm historic
I'm unique
You'll love me because I bring a taste of history that feels surprisingly modern. I thrive in rugged terrain where others fail, resulting in a wine that is crisp yet textured. My natural acidity cuts through rich foods like hummus or fried fish perfectly. I'm not just another international crowd-pleaser. I have a distinct personality that speaks of ancient mountains and sunny Mediterranean days.
You'll love me because I bring a taste of history that feels surprisingly modern. I thrive in rugged terrain where others fail, resulting in a wine that is crisp yet textured. My natural acidity cuts through rich foods like hummus or fried fish perfectly. I'm not just another international crowd-pleaser. I have a distinct personality that speaks of ancient mountains and sunny Mediterranean days.
You'll love me because I bring a taste of history that feels surprisingly modern. I thrive in rugged terrain where others fail, resulting in a wine that is crisp yet textured. My natural acidity cuts through rich foods like hummus or fried fish perfectly. I'm not just another international crowd-pleaser. I have a distinct personality that speaks of ancient mountains and sunny Mediterranean days.
Why maybe not
I'm rustic
I'm elusive
I'm savory
If you only drink polished commercial Sauvignon Blanc, I might seem a bit rough around the edges. I don't always play by the rules of modern fruit bombs. Sometimes I carry a savory or nutty edge that confuses people looking for simple juice. I can be hard to find outside of specialty shops, and my name often gets tangled up in obscure debates about my lineage.
If you only drink polished commercial Sauvignon Blanc, I might seem a bit rough around the edges. I don't always play by the rules of modern fruit bombs. Sometimes I carry a savory or nutty edge that confuses people looking for simple juice. I can be hard to find outside of specialty shops, and my name often gets tangled up in obscure debates about my lineage.
When drinking, notice this
Nutty undertones
Zesty acidity
Waxy texture
Pay attention to the texture. I often have a slight oiliness or waxiness that coats the palate, balanced immediately by a zap of freshness. You will likely smell lemon zest and white blossoms, but dig deeper for that signature almond note. I'm usually medium-bodied, sitting somewhere between a crisp refresher and a serious, structured white that demands your full attention during dinner.
Pay attention to the texture. I often have a slight oiliness or waxiness that coats the palate, balanced immediately by a zap of freshness. You will likely smell lemon zest and white blossoms, but dig deeper for that signature almond note. I'm usually medium-bodied, sitting somewhere between a crisp refresher and a serious, structured white that demands your full attention during dinner.
Pay attention to the texture. I often have a slight oiliness or waxiness that coats the palate, balanced immediately by a zap of freshness. You will likely smell lemon zest and white blossoms, but dig deeper for that signature almond note. I'm usually medium-bodied, sitting somewhere between a crisp refresher and a serious, structured white that demands your full attention during dinner.
They also call me
No regional nicks
MY LIFE STORIES
A Lebanese Legend
A Lebanese Legend
A Lebanese Legend
I was born in the high mountains of Lebanon, long before wine maps were even a thing. People love to whisper rumors that I'm actually Semillon carried over by the Crusaders, but I prefer to think of myself as a true local who never left home. My vines have clung to these limestone terraces through empires rising and falling. For centuries, I wasn't the star of the show. I was often distilled into Arak, the anise-flavored spirit that locals adore. It was a humble existence, but it kept me alive while other varieties faded into extinction. I watched history unfold from the rocky slopes, waiting for my moment to shine in a glass.
I was born in the high mountains of Lebanon, long before wine maps were even a thing. People love to whisper rumors that I'm actually Semillon carried over by the Crusaders, but I prefer to think of myself as a true local who never left home. My vines have clung to these limestone terraces through empires rising and falling. For centuries, I wasn't the star of the show. I was often distilled into Arak, the anise-flavored spirit that locals adore. It was a humble existence, but it kept me alive while other varieties faded into extinction. I watched history unfold from the rocky slopes, waiting for my moment to shine in a glass.
The Survivor's Tale
The Survivor's Tale
The Survivor's Tale
Life hasn't always been easy in my corner of the world. Wars and civil unrest made viticulture a dangerous game, yet my growers never gave up on me. Because I have tough skin and a stubborn will to survive drought, I became a symbol of resilience. While the world became obsessed with Chardonnay and Cabernet, I quietly persisted in the Bekaa Valley and Mount Lebanon. I was often blended with my partner in crime, Obeidy, to create simple table wines that fueled family gatherings. I didn't get the fancy scores or the magazine covers, but I fed the souls of the people who tended to me. I learned that survival is about adaptation and holding your ground.
Life hasn't always been easy in my corner of the world. Wars and civil unrest made viticulture a dangerous game, yet my growers never gave up on me. Because I have tough skin and a stubborn will to survive drought, I became a symbol of resilience. While the world became obsessed with Chardonnay and Cabernet, I quietly persisted in the Bekaa Valley and Mount Lebanon. I was often blended with my partner in crime, Obeidy, to create simple table wines that fueled family gatherings. I didn't get the fancy scores or the magazine covers, but I fed the souls of the people who tended to me. I learned that survival is about adaptation and holding your ground.
My Modern Comeback
My Modern Comeback
My Modern Comeback
Recently, a new generation of winemakers decided it was time to let me speak for myself. They stopped distilling me and started treating me with the respect I deserve. Now, I'm being fermented at cool temperatures to highlight my floral aromatics and fresh citrus punch. It turns out that I'm actually quite trendy. Somms are looking for indigenous, authentic stories, and I have plenty of those. I've moved from the background to the front label, showing the world that Lebanon isn't just about big reds. I'm finally getting to travel the world, pouring into glasses in London and New York, proving that an old dog can indeed learn new tricks.
Recently, a new generation of winemakers decided it was time to let me speak for myself. They stopped distilling me and started treating me with the respect I deserve. Now, I'm being fermented at cool temperatures to highlight my floral aromatics and fresh citrus punch. It turns out that I'm actually quite trendy. Somms are looking for indigenous, authentic stories, and I have plenty of those. I've moved from the background to the front label, showing the world that Lebanon isn't just about big reds. I'm finally getting to travel the world, pouring into glasses in London and New York, proving that an old dog can indeed learn new tricks.
REGIONS I LEAD
Mount Lebanon
Perched above the Mediterranean, this appellation takes viticulture to dizzying heights literally and historically. It is not just about altitude here but attitude, mixing ancient traditions with a cool climate that makes bottles pop with freshness.
Perched above the Mediterranean, this appellation takes viticulture to dizzying heights literally and historically. It is not just about altitude here but attitude, mixing ancient traditions with a cool climate that makes bottles pop with freshness.
Batroun
Mediterranean breezes sweep through the mountain vineyards here. It is one of the oldest wine-making spots on Earth, yet feels incredibly modern with its beach clubs and boutique wineries popping up everywhere.
Mediterranean breezes sweep through the mountain vineyards here. It is one of the oldest wine-making spots on Earth, yet feels incredibly modern with its beach clubs and boutique wineries popping up everywhere.
REGIONS I HELP
WINE STYLES I LEAD
Lebanese Merwah
Merwah thrives in rugged terrain and offers a distinctively nutty profile that sets it apart from international superstars. It is like tasting history in a glass, with floral notes and a sharp acidic backbone that keeps things lively.
Merwah thrives in rugged terrain and offers a distinctively nutty profile that sets it apart from international superstars. It is like tasting history in a glass, with floral notes and a sharp acidic backbone that keeps things lively.
Lebanese White Blend
Indigenous Obeideh and Merwah often team up with French grapes here. Expect a textured, slightly waxy mouthful that feels like biting into history while lounging on a Mediterranean beach - savory, honeyed, and utterly fascinating.
Indigenous Obeideh and Merwah often team up with French grapes here. Expect a textured, slightly waxy mouthful that feels like biting into history while lounging on a Mediterranean beach - savory, honeyed, and utterly fascinating.
Lebanese Merwah
Merwah thrives in rugged terrain and offers a distinctively nutty profile that sets it apart from international superstars. It is like tasting history in a glass, with floral notes and a sharp acidic backbone that keeps things lively.
Lebanese White Blend
Indigenous Obeideh and Merwah often team up with French grapes here. Expect a textured, slightly waxy mouthful that feels like biting into history while lounging on a Mediterranean beach - savory, honeyed, and utterly fascinating.
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