It's an fascinating phenomenon: once we visit Italy we all anticipate to
bring home a deeper knowledge of Renaissance painting, ancient
engineering and architecture, but perhaps the greatest surprise is what
we learn about the simple bottle of olive oil. Prior to we taking that
first train ride or drive to the hills of Tuscany, Liguria , Lake Garda
or the Sabina, a lot of of us do not even know how the olive tree looks!
Yet who may ever forget those elegant gracious dancers with their feet
hard imbedded in the terracotta ground and their silvery plumage dashing
in the air?
It is difficult not to love an olive tree, it is hard to
dislike their fruit and honestly impossible not to enjoy the oil they
produce. Almost everybody takes home a bottle of it . The trouble begins
once the bottle is coming to it's end, since now we have discovered
enough to differentiate the fine olive oil from the average oil that's
obtainable at most stores in USA.
