Going back to ancient times, it's name is taken, so it is said, from Pomona, goddess of fruits and gardens, whom the first inhabitants worshipped. The village is squeezed in at the feet of the sloping vineyards, surrounding the curious square bell tower, as if modestly leaving more room for the vines, the real royalty of this place.
Two hills of clay and limestone coloured red by iron oxides, or grey by the innumerable low stone walls enclosing a small and precious property. This is the area, planted exclusively with Pinot Noir, that would not exist without the vine and only lives because of it. A surprising "terroir" where all compete to produce wines that possess a power, a finesse and a rather uncommon texture.
To honour the wine and to present it to the world, the winemakers created the Brotherhood of “Souverain Bailliage de Pommard”. The induction of new members takes place during gastronomic dinners, whilst everyone is being serenaded by the winemakers’ choir of the area “Les Enfants d’la CÙte”.
These few lines are just an introduction to Pommard. What better pleasure than to discover the wines in the cellars of the winemaker. He or she will talk you to about their work and proudly introduce you to the richness of their wines. The traditional hospitality of Burgundy can always be found in this “village célèbre au nom savoureux et rabelaisien, qui résonne comme un roulement de tambour et chante en ses deux syllabes, toute la gloire de la Bourgogne d’Or”!