When you spread that rich, fruity jam onto a piece of warm toast in the morning, what do you taste?
For most, it’s sweetness. Comfort. Simplicity.
But for us – and for one particular family farm in the south of France – it’s so much more.
It’s heritage. It’s soil. It’s summer sun in a jar.
And it’s a story we think you deserve to know.
A family, a farm, and a tradition passed down
Tucked away in the hills of Occitanie, near a quiet village where the cicadas sing louder than the cars, there’s a family-run farm that’s been cultivating fruit for over three generations.
They don’t grow for supermarkets.
They grow for flavour. For balance. For real taste.
The orchard is small, but it’s thriving. Rows of strawberries, apricots, and plums soak up the Mediterranean sun by day and rest under the stars by night.
The soil? Fed by compost, not chemicals.
The hands that harvest? Grandparents, parents, and children – working side by side.
Every jar of jam they produce is made in small batches, following traditional recipes. No additives, no shortcuts – just ripe fruit, a bit of sugar, and patience.
Taste the difference
When you open one of their jars – like the wildly popular apricot and lavender jam or the sweet wild strawberry – the aroma hits you first.
Not artificial, not overcooked – but honest.
The texture is thick and velvety, with bits of fruit still intact. Spread it on toast, swirl it into yoghurt, or enjoy it straight from the spoon (we won’t judge).
This is jam that tells a story.
From a village in France… to your breakfast table in the UK
In a world full of anonymous, industrial foods, there’s something powerful about opening a jar and knowing exactly who made it – and how.
So next time you enjoy that spoonful of strawberry jam… take a moment.
Close your eyes. Imagine the hands that picked the fruit. The sun that warmed it.
And feel the connection – to a land, a family, and a flavour that refuses to be ordinary.
