There was a house...

...and today is the house.

There was a house in which people were shaped and the crafts developed.

Great Grandmother and great grandfather, a seamstress and a tailor, had two sons. Both of them were drafted during the second world war. Only one of them returned, the shoemaker.
On the hill, together with a girl who was learning to become a cook, he made a home for the whole family with a small orchard, vineyard and fields. They had three daughters.
One of them drew the thread of the family tradition into clothes designing, the other nurtured the cooking and the gardening tradition and the third one transformed her designer's streak into words, decoration and cookery.

The children of the daughters – with the help of father and uncle, who brought the skills of building trade from his family - joined and from the roots of the old house on the hill drew the thread to this moment.

The beauty of the valley, the sun on the hills, the paths between the vineyards and the hospitality invite people to come.
Nina Host
I have run all the hills and valleys here, skied all the surrounding slopes, here was always good energy.
Andrej Host
Lying in the grass, the sun on my face, the dark sky before a storm, long walks - I really feel at home here.
Andreja Host
In all seasons, a walk along the paths between vineyards, fields, orchards, pastures and forests connects you with a sense of liveliness.
Nina Host
When I visited Tuscany, it became absolutely clear to me that I would like to restore our homestead and show this part of the world to tourists who want authentic places, authentic people and good wine.
Andrej Host
Vineyards at every step and always bare feet...
Andreja Host