It started one day digging through an old box of photos and keepsakes. Skip Tognetti, owner and distiller, ran across a card that he had printed back in his college days. As an art student, Skip had spent countless sleepless nights standing over an old printing press and here now was the last copy of the graduation announcements he had printed on that press. And it hit him, "Letterpress" would be the name for his distillery which, at the time, was just a tiny seed of an idea in is head.
This is what he wanted his spirits to be: things you could pick up and taste and know instinctively that they were made by hand, created with care, crafted with attention.
Believe it or not, Skip's fascination with spirits started way back when he was five years old. Really? Five?
That's when he would spend mornings sitting on a crate in his grandfather's neighborhood liquor store in Rome. He wasn't drinking then, of course. But he was watching. Watching people come in every day—the same people every day—to stop and talk to each other, to his grandfather (Amorino, that's him in his store on the left, "Nonno Morino" to his grandchildren), exchange pleasantries and well wishes and stories about their families. They'd pick up a bottle of something or, more often, hand over their empty for a refill from one of the two wine spigots—one red, one white—behind the counter, then set off for their mid-day meal.
That's when Skip first understood that this thing that people bought at the store, brought home, passed around the table...it was a thing of community, a thing to be shared. He didn't know at the time that it would become his life's work, but he knew it was special.
And now he'd like to share what he makes with you.