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A 1563 estate in the Ruché hills of Monferrato — 16 rooms and suites, a saltwater infinity pool over the vines, and a Latin-named cellar poured nightly at the chef's table.

Romantic Hotels
A very special wine cellar visit and then an aperitif at sunset, with Tenuta's locally produced wine, on the hotel's beautiful terrace.
Check in from 14:00; check out before 11:00.












€255.00 for 1 Night

Location
Via Cascina Valfossato, 9 Montemagno, Asti 14030, Italy.
Roughly an hour and a quarter from Turin, Milan or Genoa airports, in open country outside Montemagno village; Asti is around 20 minutes. Free private parking at the estate — a car is essential, and the Monferrato's hill villages are the reward.
Turin Airport
59900m
Piazza Vittorio Veneto
52300m
Mole Antonelliana
52500m
Last Updated: 2026-06-05

Expert Review
Origins
Napoleonic maps kept in Montemagno's council hall show this commune making wine in the sixteenth century, and the estate's main farmhouse dates to 1563 — a noble residence whose arches, fireplaces and vaulted ceilings survived four centuries of working life in the Monferrato hills. The land kept its habits: clay and limestone, south-west light, the 45th parallel running through the vines.
Tiziano Barea, a Lombard industrialist with a conviction about this hill, bought the estate in 2005 and rebuilt it twice over — the farmhouse into a 16-room relais of antique furniture and beamed ceilings, and the vineyard into one of the area's most deliberate cellars. With oenologist Gianfranco Cordero he planted the Monferrato's own grapes and gave the bottles Latin names of his own devising: Invictus and Nobilis from Ruché, the perfumed red grown in only seven communes on earth, this one included; Solis Vis — the force of the sun — from Timorasso, a white rare even in Piedmont; Mysterium, a Barbera Superiore from vines past eighty years, holder of Gambero Rosso's top Tre Bicchieri; even a metodo classico sparkler raised from Barbera. Around 17 of the hundred hectares carry vines; the grapes are hand-picked, the yeasts native, the sulphites low, the production deliberately small.
The result is a particular kind of wine estate: one where the cellar is the architecture, the menu and the address at once — and where the family's philosophy, fewer wines but truer ones, sets the pace of the whole house.
Top Secret
Find Marco, the marketing manager — and one of only around thirty qualified olive-oil experts in Italy, in a corner of Piedmont where olives won't grow. Ask him for a tasting lesson: he'll teach you to find artichoke and tomato skin in a good oil, and it may be the most unexpected hour of your stay.

The Review
Ask the staff why they stay and the answer is one word: nature. The estate sits alone among sunflower fields, hazelnut orchards and vines, medieval villages on the hilltops around it, and on clear days the morning mist lifts to put the snow-capped Alps on the horizon. The saltwater infinity pool on the terrace is built for exactly that reveal.
The farmhouse keeps its 1563 bones — arches, beams, vaulted ceilings — and dresses them gently: natural colours, grape carvings, lavender on the pillows, floor-to-ceiling windows that open onto balconies above the rows. The nine rooms and seven suites run from the 19th-century tower's Classic Rooms to suites with hot tubs in the room, and the Adhara spa suite downstairs books by the hour, privately, with sauna and treatments using the house's own vine-based cosmetics.
Evenings belong to La Civetta sul Comò at the top of the estate, where Chef Giampiero Vento works Sicilian instincts into the Piedmont larder on a tasting menu that changes nightly — each course paired with the Latin-named bottles from downstairs, a sommelier explaining the ground each one grew from, a pianist playing Tuesday to Saturday. By day, the estate arranges what a wine estate should: cellar visits among the frescoed vaults, massages set among the vines, e-bikes out to the villages. But nobody will blame you if the day amounts to the pool, the view and a glass of Ruché — the house was built for precisely that.