The weather in our corner of the world has been beautiful throughout November and December. Warm, sunny, dry, gorgeous. Scary gorgeous like we are all just holding our breath waiting for the crappy weather to hit all at once.
Until then, let's go outside and....
Yep, pick some olives. No, we didn't pick our own olives. This year, we went with the professionals.
And I must say, they know how to do it well.
As you all may recall, picking olives in not on my list of favorite things to do. In fact, it IS on my list of least favorite things to do. But then these guys
So last Thursday, on one of those gorgeous days we are having, David and I went to Franco's land to "help" pick his olives. His land has quite a nice view
After 6 crates of olives were dropped off at the frantoio (olive press), it was time for lunch.
go here if you want to read about it. They do a better job explaining it than I would.
And finally, a little glass (or two) with the owner of the frantoio