It is a natural extra virgin olive oil collected from and extracted from 350-year-old olive trees.
It is a natural extra virgin olive oil with a medium burning and bitterness, in addition to the taste and smell of olive fruit, as well as the taste and smell of green apple, walnut.
This oil, which is recommended for consumption in salads and sauces, can also be used in all hot dishes.
I’m a Century-old Friend …
I am part of my ancestors who existed 39,000 years ago. My roots are clamped in the ground I never gave up on heat, cold, black, winter … One life in each of my branches, Hope in each of my branches I have peace in my branches and love in my branches. I came to you people as a gift! I existed for health, beauty, hope and love. I’ve been standing for over 350 years, I witnessed the birth, death and lives of many sultans. I’ve closed many cycles, I’ve opened many of them too … I was a 31-year-old teenager. 1. When Mahmut Han was born. The French Revolution had begun in my 50th year and I was in the 18th century. The period when Beylerbeyi and Çırağan Palaces were built, I had just entered my 200th year. When I saw World War I in the heat of July 1914, I had left 249 years behind me and that day I wished hope for humanity by shedding tears from my leaves. My branches became symbols, they named peace. The London Conference took place at my 256th birthday. I also remember the proclamation of the Republic, which was celebrated with a festive atmosphere. I was 258 years old and very proud. Hundreds of laborers who picked my fruits with their old hands touched my branches, Sometimes I heard the happy screams of the children and witnessed their joyful rush. My presence inspired the pen of poets, and I always had a place in stories. Nazım was 282 years old when he penned his poem “About Living” in 1947. It proved our belief in immortality and I was once again proud. He said: “I mean, you will take so seriously that living, Even at seventy, you will plant olives for example, not just because it would be left for children or something, Because you do not believe in death even though you are afraid of dying, because life is more important! “ My body lived the seasons, my branches bowed but never broke off. And I ask you … I never gave up! Since 1915 I am entrusted with the laborers of TARIS and At the age of 350, I am the “CENTURY” flavor of your tables.