Category Archives: Bouchon

the miller’s wife’s tale…

The red herring has not been seen on the perambulating hors d’oeuvre trolley since the early days of Mao’s influence, when all things red were de rigueur. And there it is; my fallacy is neatly laid in your path to divert your attention from … Continue reading

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getting into Camus..

I have no compunction in firmly closing a book and returning it to the shelf if I am not enjoying it or, indeed, if I simply do not like it. On one such occasion, when I was very much younger, finding … Continue reading

Posted in 2015, arichoke heart salad, artichokes, Bistro, Bouchon, Cookery Writers, Cooking, Cuisine bourgeoise, Digital photography, Elizabeth David, Foie Gras, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Humour, Memory, Olive oil, Photography, Recipes, Uncategorized, Vegetables, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 40 Comments

Glum rock..

I confess that I had been feeling like a hound dog for some days, crying all the time. Not tears of woe but tears of fucking desperation as it had become apparent to me that my new internet server had … Continue reading

Posted in 2014, Bistro, Bouchon, Cheese, Cooking, Cuisine bourgeoise, Digital photography, Dreams, Eggs, Excellence, Fish, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Humour, Memory, Oeufs meurette, Photographic Prints, Photography, photography course, Uncategorized, Wine, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 54 Comments