Our story begins with a lost woman moving to Italy to find herself–sounds like the beginning of every romantic comedy ever made, doesn't it?
In 2016 I ended a 10 year career with the military as a medic in the 82nd airborne division and later as an Arabic linguist. After suffering personal losses to the war, I got on a plane in search of much needed peace. I landed in Rome and began to study my passion, food. More specifically, I wanted to be a farmer.
My husband told me early on that he had an abandoned olive grove. They were lonely and sad with no one to cultivate their tiny little fruits into my second favorite liquid (behind wine of course.) So, we began our project to revitalize the land of my husband's childhood. BUT that takes time, so in the meantime we create a plan and partner with a lovely farmer and a lovely mill in Tuscany.
Together with them, my dream has come true. We get to send a delicious, made with love Italian product home to our family and friends to enjoy, while I get to work in the agricultural field that I hold so dearly to my heart. All the while we get to support a small, artisanal family business. It’s a win for everyone involved but mostly for me.
This business has been a pure joy as I get to travel through the Italian countryside and discover the flavors that are produced so lovingly by the farmers on this gorgeous peninsula.
So, there you have it, the short story of where and how Della Pace came to be. Thanks so much for joining us on this exciting journey we take each year with each harvest.