I have loved olives for as long as I can remember — thanks, mom. I have had most every variety at some point or another. Also, if you stuff a soft cheese into an olive invite me over. But it was not until five or six years ago that I had sauteed olives at a little wine bar in the Sea-Tac Airport. As this article suggests, I too discovered I had never really eaten olives optimally until that moment.
Warmed Olives Are A Gift From The Gods