Our story begins in 2016, in the heart of Northern Greece, where two brothers—Konstantinos and Spiros Argyrakis—decided that wine wasn’t just a drink, but a calling. They didn’t inherit a winery; they built one from scratch, quite literally.
Konstantinos is the wine guy.
A trained oenologist with an experimental mindset, he’s been obsessed with one grape and one grape only: Xinomavro.
He doesn’t just vinify it—he interprets it. Vintage after vintage, he explores new ways to express its elegance, its raw power, and its unmistakable character.
Spiros, on the other hand, is the engineer behind the winery.
A civil engineer with a passion for sustainability, he designed and
constructed a fully bioclimatic facility in the Naoussa region.
The building operates entirely on clean energy and produces zero carbon emissions, embodying their commitment to a greener future.
Our 5-hectare vineyard lies in Trilofos, within the PDO Naoussa zone, and is planted exclusively with 40-year-old Xinomavro vines. These old vines yield grapes with depth, tension, and the kind of personality you simply can’t fabricate.
What do we want?
To challenge preconceptions about Xinomavro.To prove it can be as graceful as it is bold. And most importantly, to have a damn good time doing it.
Welcome to our little revolution in Naoussa.
Come for the wine, stay for the vibe.
It all began in Smyrna, in the early 20th century. Georgios Argyrakis, a horse trader with a love for the land, made his own wine on the family estate. After the Great Fire of 1922, the family resettled in Thessaloniki, carrying memory and resilience with them.
In 1997, Giorgos Argyrakis—his grandson—made his first wine. No labels, no business plan. Just barrels, friends, and a quiet commitment to something deeper. It was the year a seed was planted—of craft, care, and possibility.
In 2016, that seed became a winery. We built Argyrakis Wines not just to make wine, but to carry a legacy forward—one that began with horses, survived fire, and found its voice in the vines.
The story begins back in Smyrna, where our family estate first blended a deep love for horses with the art of winemaking.
In ancient Greece, horses were sacred—symbols of power, freedom, and divine connection.
As a tribute to the gods, worshippers would offer small horse figurines during rituals and dedications.
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