The Chilaro Story

They say every great recipe has a soul. Ours hales from a traveller known only as Rico.
Little is known for sure. Some say he came from the hills of Sicily, others the markets of Andalucía, some claim the back streets of the Bronx. He spoke in flavours and wherever he went, he left a trail of sauces and stories.
He chased spice across continents, blending it with sweetness from the lands. A wanderer with fire in his heart and flavour on his tongue.

We honour Rico’s legacy by bottling that same balance, the dance of fruit and fire, the alchemy of natural ingredients.
This is Chilaro. 
An ode to heat, a tribute to taste.