OUR STORY
Mezcal Sentir the purest expression of the ancient drink made of agave. It is a love story in which coincidence became our passion, and we want to share it with the world. In each bottle you will find the best of us.
Our love for mezcal started in 2016. Since it ́s beginnings Mezcal Sentir has focused on creating a Premium brand where achieving the best quality is our priority.
The Ultimate Adventure
Sentir is a love story
A story that began dinning with friends in Oaxaca, when we tried mezcal for the first time and fell in love with this magical spirit.
We fell in love with its aromas and flavors, but above all, with everything that experience made us feel.
That first encounter was enough to awaken in us the desire to discover mezcal at its source: to travel through its lands, understand its process, learn about its agaves, and spend time with the people who have dedicated generations to crafting it.
We wanted to learn, but we also wanted to share with others the experience of enjoying a truly good mezcal. We wanted more people to discover its aromas and flavors, but also to feel what had captivated us from the very first sip.
And it was precisely from that experience—from this way of experiencing mezcal through the senses and emotions—that our name emerged:
Sentir ( To Feel)
That is how the idea of creating an honest, delicate mezcal of the highest quality was born—made with respect and care. The kind of mezcal we ourselves would want to find and enjoy anywhere in the world. A spirit we could open, pour, and share with pride.
Every agave has its own identity, and every land leaves its mark. We believe that a good mezcal should allow both to express themselves.
That is why we strive to create delicate and expressive mezcals, capable of revealing, in every sip, the distinctive characteristics of each agave and its origin. Without disguising them. Without taking away their prominence. Respecting the plant and the land from which it comes, and allowing each mezcal to tell its own story.
But Sentir is also born from gratitude.
From the desire to give back to the land and to the people who welcomed us, shared their knowledge with us, and allowed us to connect with a tradition we deeply admire. A tradition we continue to learn from and now have the privilege of sharing.
Because to us, mezcal is so much more than a spirit.
It is agave and land.
It is time and patience.
It is tradition and new experiences.
It is honoring the past and discovering new paths.
It is gathering around a table.
It is making new friends and reconnecting with old ones.
It is learning, sharing, and continuing to grow together.
That is everything we discovered in mezcal from that first encounter in Oaxaca. An experience that begins with the senses but ultimately becomes something much deeper.
We hope that, when you open a bottle of Sentir, you discover something of your own in it and that, just as it happened to us that first time in Oaxaca, a new love story may begin with a sip.
Because some things do not need to be explained in order to be appreciated.
Mezcal is Not about understanding, it’s about Sentir (Feeling).
THE LAND
My Dear Cerrudo
It’s been twenty-five years.
We’ve grown side-by-side,
Under distinct conditions
But each as intentional.
I grew towards manhood,
You closer to harvest.
You experienced my first steps, my first love,
And were present through it all.
I saw you spread your roots while finding my own.
My dear cerrudo, thank you.
Now you’ve transformed, your journey’s just begun,
Go out and share the warmth of your land with the world.
THE HOUSE
I am full of the sounds of life. The children’s feet squeak across my halls. Mother’s laughter lilts from la sala, father’s rumbling smile echoes in response.
The candles flicker, the plates clatter, my walls creak close to listen deeper.
Now the children are older; and the house, quieter— but the warmth still lingers, a reminder of the love that lives here still.
Mother and father are slower, the footsteps more tame, but the dance of their laughter still knows the routine.
Now a baby’s happy cry, brings a clatter of joy. New noise in my halls, familiar patter of feet. Father grins from my sofa, as mother gives chase, his hair a bit grayer, now Abuelita her name. The family keeps growing, their titles just change; and I am passed down, as time does the same.
Now those babies become abuelitos themselves. Passing down all the stories that they were once told. I am heavy with memories, but never am full, ever-expanding, like the family within.
My walls hold their treasures, their joy, and their love; my doors remain open, my hearth remains warm. They lived within me and so I know, I’ll always live within them, forever and more.
THE FAMILY
It began with a feeling of curiosity… a family endeavor… participation
Offering of gratitude to the earth—4 cardinal points, 4 altars:
NORTH
Ancestors, the legacy of family and nature
EAST
Dawn, the start of days, the beginning of life, the earth’s fertility
SOUTH
The sun, abundance, growth
WEST
Sunset, regeneration
