Be natural.
Be seasonal and traditional.
Our journey with Kilye is towards Gallipoli Peninsula famous with its history...
Kilye takes its name from a plain that silently witnessed the Canakkale War. We are among the fields, the olive orchards and the vineyards breathing the salty North Agean air. Our olives, fruits and vegetables ripen with the dance of the sun and Northwest winds. We smell the resin coming from the endless pinewoods over the hillsides.
The nature is in harmony. We enjoy our time with Kilye, as it walks us through the doors to the past, where everything used to be pure and natural.
