Elef
A thousand years in a single drop.
Extra virgin olive oil from the Upper Galilee. Olives picked by hand, pressed on stone the same day, and poured into dark glass. No step rushed.
Watch the filmThe grove
These trees have seen it all.
On the Galilee terraces stand twisted trees with roots in the rock. We never hurry them. We just arrive on time.
Every tree knows the hand that picks it. The same family, the same grove, generation after generation.
The cracked bark, the dew and the first light are part of the oil. That is why the story of Elef starts here, not at the press.
Tree to bottle
One day, four steps.
The harvest
Olive by olive, by hand, into a wicker basket. Only whole fruit.
The millstone
The olives are crushed slowly on stone, without heat, so the flavor stays.
One pressing
Green-gold oil that flows only once. Whatever does not run free stays out of the bottle.
Dark glass
The glass keeps the oil from the light, just as the stone kept it at the press.
The taste
The taste
Green like grass after rain, bitter like almond, with a peppery catch at the back of the throat.
- Cut grass
- Tomato leaf
- Bitter almond
- Black pepper
- GradeExtra virgin
- VarietySouri
- PressingSingle, cold
- Bottle500 ml, dark glass
The olive ripens slowly, between the first rain and the autumn sun. You can taste that patience.
The film
A thousand years, in one minute.
At the table
Warm bread, coarse salt and oil. That is the whole recipe.
“Some things cannot be rushed.”From the Elef film