Cuvée centenaire olive oil

Planted before the industrial era, they are indifferent to modern farming techniques, and laugh at tractors. They're not in rows. They're on the slope, where a man of experience knows that a little earth can nestle. In the crevices of the rock, where roots can find their way between the slopes. Where sometimes, in the cool hollow, a bouquet of violets welcomes the sorrowing soul who has come to hum the solitude of kings. Everything has to be done by hand, and it will take as long as it takes. They know that for it to be good, you have to count so gently that you forget to count.

Every day, for hundreds of years, they have shaped their environment. It takes patience to learn to hear them, to listen to them and finally to understand them.

Sharing this olive oil also means taking care of the past, of our land, of our common heritage. Enjoying the present and preparing for the future.

To taste this oil is to put 200 years of Provence on your plate, to joke with the papés and the dames, to run with the children who stumble laughing in the nets, to shiver when the Mistral caresses the snows of the Montagne de Lure, to zigzag in the dry stone restanques when the sun makes the wild lavender crunch, and to gorge yourself on this light of Haute-Provence.
Treat yourself without moderation!