These olives were picked yesterday and then immediately pressed into extra virgin olive oil.
I along with four colleagues got to see it all happen along with plenty of tasting. It was the most amazing olive oil I have ever tasted.
But it’s a Wordless Wednesday…because I am trekking through airports to bring some olive oil back to the prairie and need to go board another plane.
Do you know where your olive oil comes from?
Tell me and I’ll share more of what I learned
tomorrow very soon.