In Vino Fabulae: A Chronological Guide to the Myths, Monks, and Miracles Behind Your Favourite Wine

 

The Romans gave us the phrase In Vino Veritas - in wine, there is truth (usually the blunt, unfiltered kind that slips out somewhere around the second bottle). But for the agnostic drinker, a much better classical phrase might be In Vino Fabulae: in wine, there are stories.

Whether you view biblical floods or thirsty French Popes as divine providence or just fantastic folklore, the stories left behind in the soil are entirely real. You do not need to be remotely religious to appreciate that without the church, the modern wine landscape would look completely different. From the dawn of civilisation to the upcoming UK Harvest Festival, here is your chronological guide to how fermented grape juice became heavily intertwined with the heavens.

Naturally, reading about ancient drinking is thirsty work, so we have attached a few brilliant bottles to every chapter, allowing you to drink right along with the history. Simply click on any wine to view its full profile.


A frantic, ink-splattered sketch of Noah hammering a vine into Mount Ararat while an ark balances precariously on a jagged peak.

The Post-Flood Pour

Vintage: Biblical Era

Genesis claims that after enduring forty days on a floating zoo with every noisy, smelling animal on earth, the very first thing Noah did upon hitting dry land was plant a vineyard and get completely hammered. Frankly, who can blame him? Mount Ararat dominates the ancient Armenian horizon, and archaeologists digging in the nearby Areni-1 cave complex actually found a 6,100-year-old commercial winery to back up the region's ancient pedigree. Of course, neighbouring Georgia fiercely disputes the title of 'oldest wine region', so we have cheekily included them both.


A chaotic, toga-clad Roman desperately clinging to an overflowing clay amphora while temple columns crumble.

The Divine Debauchery

Vintage: Ancient Rome

Before wine was adopted by quiet monks, it was the literal embodiment of ancient chaos. The Greeks had Dionysus; the Romans rebranded him as Bacchus. To them, wine was not simply an agricultural product—it was a deity that demanded absolute, unhinged devotion. The Romans threw Bacchanalia festivals that were so wild and destructive the Senate eventually had to ban them. If you want to drink like an ancient deity, look to the Mediterranean.


A bewildered, halo-wearing saint looking nervously at a massive, creaking wooden wine press covered in dark charcoal ink.

The Saintly Quirks

Vintage: 4th & 8th Centuries

Countless bottles feature a 'Saint' on the label, and their historical backstories are often perfectly chaotic. Take Saint Vincent, the patron saint of winemakers - he was supposedly tortured on a wine press by the Romans. It is a rather grim but highly committed way to secure the title of Saint. Then consider the sheer irony of Saint Émilion: an 8th-century monk and cave-dwelling hermit who dedicated his entire life to extreme poverty and severe self-denial. Fast forward a millennium, and his name is permanently plastered across some of the most decadent, lavish claret on the planet. The folklore behind these saintly names adds a brilliant, slightly dark mythology to the shelf.


A hunched, wild-eyed monk with a magnifying glass and a mouthful of dirt, intensely sketching a map of a vineyard on parchment.

The Original Terroir Sleuths

Vintage: 11th Century

The medieval Cistercian and Benedictine monks essentially invented the concept of terroir. They mapped out the legendary vineyard plots we still revere today by obsessively walling off tiny parcels of land in Burgundy and physically tasting the earth to figure out which soil grew the best Pinot Noir. It was a level of dedication bordering on madness, but the results in the glass remain unmatched.


A wildly exaggerated, oversized Pope attempting to embrace a massive, leaking oak barrel of red wine.

The Papal Power Grab

Vintage: 14th Century

When the papacy relocated from Rome to Avignon in the fourteenth century, they had an immediate problem: ensuring a steady supply of good wine. Rather than relying on imported barrels, the holy court built a new summer home and planted Grenache and Syrah right in the back garden to keep themselves adequately hydrated. Thus, Châteauneuf-du-Pape (the Pope's new castle) was born.


A terrified, frantic cellar master dodging flying corks and exploding glass in a dark, vaulted cellar.

The Accidental Fizz

Vintage: 17th Century

Dom Pérignon commands his own chapter to dismantle the romanticised "tasting the stars" myth. The reality is far funnier: he spent a good portion of his life desperately trying to stop his wine from bubbling because exploding glass bottles were taking out his fellow monks like shrapnel in the abbey cellar. Thankfully, he failed, accidentally cementing the traditional method of creating the world's finest sparkling wines.


Giving Thanks In The Glass

All of this ties perfectly into the UK Harvest Festival, which falls on Saturday, 26th September 2026. It is a tradition of giving thanks for the crop that long predates modern agriculture. The next time you pull the cork on a bottle named after a chaotic saint or an old monastic order, you are tapping into a lineage that stretches back to the dawn of civilisation.

So, raise a glass on harvest weekend. You certainly do not need to be religious to appreciate the historical intervention that gave us such fantastic wine - it is simply the ultimate excuse to open a bottle and toast to a beautifully chaotic history.

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