We love olives and hate them. In its season it deprives us of many things and it is no longer profitable as it used to be with the high costs of caring for it, from pruning to plowing to picking, but emotionally the attachment to it is great. I do not remember in which year the first season was when my father took me with him to the harvest, but that happened in my childhood.
The olive season in Lebanon began in early October in coastal areas and extends in mountainous areas above 800 meters until the end of December. Despite the large crop this year, p…