Italy now has food poilce. And I’m not talking
about the infuriating squad of nutritional Nazis who discourage the
enjoyment of just about any food you can think of. No, these
guys are for real. It’s probable they even have badges.
In October, twenty members of a task force graduated
from a special course sponsored by Italy’s National olive
Association. Like the
über-serious “don’t-even-think-of-petting-me” luggage-sniffing
canines at airport Customs, the Italian food carabinieri have
been trained to smell and taste the difference between an
extra-virgin olive oil and a fake—one extended by soybean or
rapeseed oil, for example—and like wine geeks, can even pin down an
oil’s geographical origins.
Italy, long thought to be the source of the world’s
best olive oils, lost considerable face in the international
community when it was reported that some of the country’s leading
producers of olive oil were perpetrating fraud on consumers there
and abroad.
Most damning was an article by investigative reporter
Tom Mueller in the August 13, 2007, issue of The New Yorker (http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/08/13/070813fa_fact_mueller)
. Mueller charged that only 40 per cent of olive oil sold
as “extra-virgin” actually met the standards established by the
International olive Council (IOC), the Madrid-based organization
founded in 1959 to “defend and protect” olive trees and olive
oil—and by extension, olive and olive oil consumers.
Mueller’s bold, pull-no-punches exposé scandalized the
olive oil world, and was presumably one of the compelling catalysts
for the Italian government’s decision in late 2007 to adopt new
labeling laws. Now, labels must declare where the oil was
produced, right down to which farm and which press. They must
also give a precise breakdown of the oils used if the bottle
contains a blend.
That’s the good news.
The bad news is that the European Union has already
challenged the new law. The E.U. wants compliance to be
voluntary. (Under E.U. rules, olive oil may be sold as Italian
even if it contains only a small percentage of Italian oil.)
Self-poilcing—especially in an industry with ties to organized
crime—sounds like an impotent solution to a widespread problem.
To its credit, Italy persists in bringing olive oil
villains to justice. Last March, in a sting called “Golden
Oil,” undercover poilce arrested 23 people and shut down 85 farms.
Weeks later, 25,000 liters of suspect oil (much of it destined for
the U.S. and German market) were seized. The suspects—40 of
them from nine provinces in northern and southern Italy—were accused
of cutting olive oil with sunflower and soybean oil and selling it
as extra-virgin.
“It’s a con, pure and simple, like selling Gucci which
isn’t Gucci, or a Rolex which isn’t a Rolex,” said Massimo Gargano,
head of Unaprol, the Italian olive producers’ association.
Governments are getting interested, here and abroad.
But it’s too early for consumers to let their guard down. For
one thing, the U.S. never joined the International olive Council,
meaning America has always been a dumping ground for olive oils that
couldn’t meet the Council’s rigorous standards. For another,
know that the phrase “Bottled in Italy” means just that.
The weasel word, of course, is “bottled.” Yes,
the oils may have been “bottled” in Italy, but in all likelihood,
the biggest proportion of the oils are from Spain, Greece, and the
Middle East, brought through Italian ports on tankers. I
am not saying oils from these other countries are necessarily
bad—all of the aforementioned countries are capable of producing
exemplary oils—but if you are buying an oil with a bucoilc Italian
scene on the label—Italian oil is what you should get. What
would be so wrong with that?
Specifically, look for oils that say, “100% Prodotto
Italiano”. Which means, “100% Product of Italy”. And
look for a “use by” date that will give you a clue as to when the
oil was bottled.
Sensitized to olive oil fraud and adulteration, two
forward-thinking American states, California and Connecticut, passed
legislation late last year that forces producers and importers to
conform to standards similar to the ones dictated by the IOC.
Their motivation was not strictly economic: olive oil
that is cut with nut or seed oils, especially when their presence is
not listed on the label, can cause potentially fatal reactions in
people with nut allergies. (In one of the most famous and
tragic cases of olive oil adulteration, more than 450 Spaniards were
killed or disabled by ingesting aniline-laced rapeseed oil that was
being sold as olive oil for cooking.)
Similar laws are under consideration in other states.
Fingers crossed that the USDA will ultimately take the reins and
protect the other 48 states in the Union.
In the meantime, what can you personally do to avoid
wasting money on counterfeit or subpar olive oils?
Freshness, of course, is critically important.
Experts judge it to account for more than 80 per cent of an oil’s
flavor. Believe me, in the great olive-growing regions of the
world, the locals are wild about it. Fresh-pressed oils are
insanely bright-tasting and flavorful.
Case in point…
A few weeks ago, I took a marvelous bottle of
just-pressed Sicilian oil to my favorite hairdresser, Italian-born
Gino. (Gino wears red-framed eyeglasses and used to do David
Bowie’s locks. I figure if he can do “Ziggy Stardust’s” hair,
he can probably coax the 53 strands I have on my head into a style.
But I digress.) At any rate, Gino’s brother from Rome visited
over the hoildays, and was astounded, Gino said, by the quality of
the olive oil I gave Gino. “Where did you get this wonderful
oil?” implored his brother. “It tastes like it should…like
olives.”
Now, I happen to have a secret source. And I
haven’t shared it with Gino, because then he’d probably plumb it
himself and stop giving me free bottles of premium shampoo.
But I will share my source with you.
If you’re truly interested in putting olive oils of
unimpeachable quality on your table, you have a couple of options.
You could, of course, press your own olives if you are
lucky enough to live in an olive-friendly state like California,
Texas, or Arizona. This is not as far-fetched as it sounds!
A snazzy little unit for home use called First Press™ sells for
around $3000 (plus shipping and handling). It has a 4-1/2
gallon capacity, a press that can deliver 20 tons of pressure, and
even comes with a dozen bottles and corks. (Hmmm…that’s about
$250 a bottle, not including the olives.) First Press™ is
available from a California company called The Olive Oil Source
(1-805-688-1014). Proprietor Shawn Addison told me this week
he’s sold dozens and gets inquiries from all over the world.
Or, here’s another—and way more practical—option that
is guaranteed to revamp and invigorate your olive oil life: Follow
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In a few days, I’ll be roaming via rental car Spain’s
Iberian Plain in search of phenomenal olive oil from the recently
completed harvest. I’ll report my finds here next month.
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