Italiano 
Little stories from the Past.. "Our Origins, and Those of Our Big Brother"
The Tuscan Hills are the place we've always called home.
Sarteano is our “center of the world,” and I Cinque Monti is the beautiful Tuscan farm, surrounded by olive trees and vineyards, where my maternal grandparents chose to invest and settle just after the war.
That’s where my mother, Donatella, grew up. And just a few dozen meters away, at La Peschiera, she met Mario. They were young, in love, and olive growing flowed in both their veins.
When the time came to choose where to live and start a family, the answer came naturally: Sarteano.
They decided to settle right near the historic center, in a small apartment they bought together with the olive mill.
Not just any mill, but the town’s historic one — the very same where they would bring olives from I Cinque Monti and La Peschiera, and where Mario had started working, apprenticing under the miller of the time, Dr. Rabizzi.
It was 1968. We weren’t born yet, but their first child was: The Tistarelli Olive Mill, by Mario and Donatella.
