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Category Archives: grapes
The birth of Rigoletto…
In just a few days 8.30 will be the new 7.30. The winter is dead, long live….that doesn’t work. Hurrah for the theoretical arrival of summer even if your power lines are under 10ft of snow or the rain is … Continue reading
Posted in 2013, Art photography, Celebration, Digital photography, Drinks, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, French countryside, grapes, Landscapes, perfect day, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Rigoletto, Vines, Vineyard, Wine, wine, Writing
Tagged ancient mariner, clear thinking, climate, cuvee, digital photography, Food photographer, France, golden daffodils, host of golden dafffodils, Humour, literature, loire wine, misty morning, natural beauty, opium addict, outdoors, Photography course, red wine, Rigoletto, Romantic poets, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Summer time, Vendeen vignoble, vineyard, Wordsworth, writing
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Time for a glass of red….
Sipping my morning coffee in the sun kick starts my mental processes, gets the juices flowing, and pretty soon I’m thinking about food. I can’t imagine, at least I try not to imagine, life without bread, cheese and wine. Each … Continue reading
Posted in 2012, Art photography, Autumn, Baking, Brioche, Cheese, Cotes de Rhone, Digital photography, Drinks, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, French countryside, Fruit, Gigondas, grapes, Landscapes, Landscapes, Memory, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Vines, Vineyard, walnuts, Wine, Writing
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Pike fishing in the Vendee..
I went looking for a château this afternoon and found one very easily. In the newly Socialist led Republique Francaise it is not difficult to find châteaux with noble French families still ensconced within. France may well be “gauchiste” but … Continue reading
Posted in Cooking, Digital photography, Eau de vie, fish cookery, Fishing, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, French countryside, grapes, Landscapes, Noa grape, Othello grape, perfect day, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, pike, Pineau de Charente, Quenelles de brochet, Vendee, Vineyard, Wine, Writing
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Forbidden fruit followed by bangers and mash…
It is hard to assess the wisdom of the proverb which counsels never looking a gift horse in the mouth as many a gift horse would benefit from a good buccal inspection. The concept is that we should be grateful … Continue reading
Posted in Cooking, Cream, Digital photography, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, grapes, Mashed potatoes, Methanol, Noa grape, Othello grape, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Recipes, Vendee, Wine, Writing
Tagged gift horse in the mouth, potato ricer, store cupboard
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Temple balls or how I foolishly drove out the money lenders
I don’t know what the money lenders were up to in the temple that got Him so irate, apart from lending money which has become humanity’s most important activity in the post biblical world. He might have been wiser to … Continue reading
These are the grapes without wrath….
“All work and no play make Jacques a dull boy” fails miserably as an epithet in this little corner of France. For the greater part of my life I associated “work” with certain unpleasant hours of the day, preferably as … Continue reading
Rabbit stew comes with a free Davy Crockett hat..
This charming little group is part of the extensive living larder belonging to one of my neighbours. In our small hamlet we only have four neighbours, and each of them has a similar stock of of ready to eat dishes. … Continue reading


