From an Aegean Grove
to Your Table
A Legacy of Love and Sunlight
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SunOlives began with a promise — not to create just another olive oil, but to share a living memory.
When my father retired, he didn't settle down. He started over.
He moved to a small town along the Aegean coast of Turkey, where the air smells like both herbs and the sea. There, he planted a dream — row by row, olive tree by olive — and began nurturing a grove with the same patience his father showed him.
What came out of those olives wasn't just oil. It was warmth. It was home.
What Came Out Wasn't Just Oil.
It Was Warmth. It Was Home.
Hand-Tended
Each season, my father tended the trees by hand. No shortcuts. No machines humming through the groves. Just gentle care, tree by tree, the way his father taught him.
Stone-Pressed
Just sun, stone, and tradition. When the olives were ready, he pressed them the old way — with stone mills that have been grinding truth out of fruit for generations.
Pressed at Dawn
Not because of science, but because that's when they were most alive. We harvest at first light, when the olives are cool and the oil tastes like morning itself.
We Hope You Feel What We Feel
A connection to something real.
A pause in the rush.
A return to the table.
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