This is the seventh year that we have had the pleasure of harvesting our own olives, and still there is nothing like the taste of fresh olive oil. Sure, part of the pleasure is derived from the fact that you have been toiling for the past two days to pick the olives, but even once the physical exhaustion has passed, the green spicey oil makes favourite everyday dishes seem like new.
Last week we did our earliest ever harvest, in twenty degree sunshine. The oil is amazing, spicey but without the “afterburn” that you sometimes get from fresh oil in the back of the throat. Phil and Yvette were here helping, and these photos that Yvette took tell the story better than I can…
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