A piece on NPR about adulterated Olive Oil was shocking. This prompted me to do some research and reading. Bottom line, I learned that adulteration of olive oil is not something that happens now and then. It’s very common. It’s so common that much of the oil labeled Extra Virgin Olive Oil in your supermarket isn’t what it says it is. It is soybean, or canola, or hazelnut oil with coloring and flavoring added. Some of it is olive oil that is misgraded or diluted with other oils.
Real EVOO is expensive. If the oil is inexpensive there’s a good chance it’s fake.
Apparently there is a lot of fraud and little enforcement in the U.S. Operators will set up in a warehouse, mix up and bottle 10 or 20,000 gallons of oil, and disappear, all in a few days, leaving no trace to track them down.
The Italian flags, quaint Italian names, “Product of Italy”, “Produced in Italy” colorfully printed on the label is bogus. On top of the outright fraudulent olive oils, that aren’t olive oil at all, that are mixed up in an abandoned warehouse in South Philly, there are operators who are actually located in Italy, who import olive oils from all over the world in bulk and bottle it in Italy. So it actually was “produced” in Italy but it is not Italian olive oil.
Europe is much more strict about EVOO than the U.S.A. but even so, Italian growers watch their crops like a hawk, they escort their olives to the pressing mill, they watch their olives pressed and their oil loaded into their trucks and they take it home to bottle it. It never leaves their sight because of potential fraud. They go through that much trouble even in Italy.
All this is a bummer for me because I love olive oil. For me, it doesn’t have to be Italian but it does have to be real olive oil. The fraud problem explains why some bottles of “olive oil” I’ve purchased in the past were odd tasting and didn’t behave like olive oil.
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This is shocking! I say that as the wife of an Algerian…you haven’t had olive oil until you’ve had the real Algerian stuff. It not only tastes good, but in North African lore, it is dense with nutrients and a cure for many ailments. Every time my husband hears someone cough, he starts chasing them down with a spoonful of OO.
Now it sounds like the stuff we find in American supermarkets would almost be something that *causes* the coughing.
Lovely blog! It’s my first visit here.
Your FPN colleague,
There is also an interesting article about in the New Yorker magazine.
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Oh, I’d love to try real Algerian olive oil. I’ve found that freshness is much more important than origin. I’d love to get a bottle of olive oil the day after it was pressed, when it still has that peppery zing to it. I’m sure that to your husband, all the OO found in the supermarket is only fit for burning in an oil lamp.