Family Estates
Domaine de Papolle
AOP Bas Armagnac
IGP Côtes de Gascogne
The Romans introduced the vine, the Arabs the still & the Celts the wood cask: this association and the know-how Gascon gave birth to the «Eau-de-Vie des Rois” (translated as Spirits of the Kings).
​In 1310, Master Vital Duffour, prior of Eauze, granted it therapeutic virtues. "An Eau-de-Vie of immortality with complex aromas & flavors.»
​In the heart of the Bas Armagnac vineyard (Southwest France), the origin of Papolle goes back to the 17th century with its Bas Armagnac production, which continues.
​Added to that, nowadays our white wines, aromatics & gourmands, represent also an important part of the production.
​The opposition, as much technical as commercial, of these two productions reveals us naturally the spirit of Papolle:
Authentic & Innovative
Domaine de Papolle
Famille Piffard
32240 Mauléon d'Armagnac
Tel : +33 (0)979 355 441
Art & Know-how lead us to produce aromatic wines, fresh, festive & charming that give joy to share.
From the 1st cuts in winter up to the bottling, Papolle has always been surrounded by great care to limit the intervention of outsiders to a natural process.
In conducting the harvest by night, a policy of continuous control of the temperatures, a good handle of the oxygen and strict hygiene measures, Papolle is constantly seeking for balance, taste and complexity in elaborating wine.
« Royale Eau de Vie »
Armagnac, the oldest Eau-de-Vie de Vie from France, was adopted by King Henry IV, when he went in the region for one of his hunting parties. Since then, the Armagnac sat to the highest level in spite of its intimate and reserved personality.
Papolle strives to preserve ancestral techniques, wood distillation in the continuous Armagnac still & natural ageing in oak barrel.
« Contemporary because Timeless »
Our greatest pride is to be able to enjoy more than a century of old vintages. From the 1900’s to nowadays, the cellars are full of theses treasures, brown & gold colored, fat & bright, consequence of a marriage between the Eau-de-Vie and the wood, languishing silently in the greatest humility as a «Vintage Cemetery.» To taste it is stopping the Time.