There once was a man called Spyridon, known as the “dreamer” who spent his life dedicating himself to his family and love for the countryside and care of his trees.
Of Greek origin (Corfu), he was established in San Ferdinando di Puglia, a small rural town near the larger city of Barletta, where he produced a deep and perfumed oil with tasty and nutritious vegetables.
This man was my grandfather. From him I inherited a lot of knowledge. The name, first of all, and then the passion for agriculture and for travels. But most importantly he taught me to believe in my dreams.