It all started with a bicycle trip through Provence, France.
Roger and Mary fell in love with St. Remy.
But it was the olive groves that reminded
Mary of her Sicilian roots.
A deep love of family, great food, and cooking are the motivation for Nôtre St. Remy.
Mary’s family had olive groves In sant’ elia, a small town outside of Palermo, Sicily. Her Nana grew and bottled her own olive oil. The family immigrated to America in the early 1900s and would return to Sant’ Elia at harvest to oversee and ship the newly pressed olive oil to America. Nana was the businesswoman. Mary remembers palettes of tins of olive oils in the cellar of her grandparents home.
She fondly remembers the wonderful rich aroma of olive oil each time they opened the cellar door. Nana sold her sought- after olive oil from her home to other Italian Immigrants. Her Nano would sell the olive oil along with fruit and vegetables from his pushcart to the large homes on Milwaukee’s fancy Eastside.
Every Sunday afternoon, their entire family of aunts, uncles, and cousins would join together for the Sunday meal. Plates of Italian bread were soon followed by dishes of homemade Italian sausage and meatballs with pasta to start things off. After those plates were cleared, platters of roasted chicken, breaded veal, or spiedini were served with roasted potatoes and vegetables drizzled with Nana’s delicious olive oil. In true European style, this was followed by a simple Italian salad: iceberg lettuce with a generous amount of golden olive oil and a kiss of red wine vinegar, S/P.
A celebration of family and food is in the roots of the olive groves in Nôtre St. Remy.
Like a memorable family dinner, you can taste it in every drop.