Category Archives: Bistro
keep it clean, Roger….please..
Whilst driving through the countryside this morning I was momentarily overcome by the unalloyed happiness that is afforded me by just being here. It’s the way that each day is spent not looking forward but just looking. An edible metaphor … Continue reading
Ma pomme….
Memories of my first visits to France, when I was very young, are full of the warmth of the sun, the scent of melons and peaches, the blue of the sea and a litany of tastes the like of which … Continue reading
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
Cream…..
The car is filled with the warm scent of freshly baked bread as I make the return journey from the boulangerie, snaking through barely moving walls of corn and sunflowers that skitter the light of this late summer morning on the surface of the empty … Continue reading
Learning to use a knife and fork…..
The weekend saw us in Paris. We were there to have lunch with our son to celebrate his significant birthday which meant that this was to be an event. Over the previous weeks we had debated as to where would … Continue reading
Pommes Boulangere.. smart lady, that baker’s wife
Each time that I make this simple dish there is, at the back of my mind, a nagging feeling that I have left out an ingredient. The recipe is not extensive in its demands which makes it even more surprising … Continue reading
Ladies who lunch..Chez Papa..
Uncovering treasure is not an accurate science. I say this with an authority that I do not possess, as treasure and I are rarely, if ever, seen together or even spoken of in the same breath. The same can be … Continue reading
The first cut is the deepest…and often the best..
This is a simple and delicious recipe from the pen of Patricia Wells. Enjoy.
Myrhh balls…
The sun today has been smothered under a dull, damp, grey cushion leaving the world silent and lifeless. I have the feeling that nature is in mourning, and with every reason as it feels as though the kind has been … Continue reading
I have a dream….
Food, Photography and France are my motivating trinity and I’m continually looking for ways to share the pleasure that they afford me with as many of you as possible. The idea of combining cookery and photography together with the opportunity … Continue reading