Category Archives: Sam & Sam Clark
On the trail of the toothsome pine…
The muffled drumbeat of rain on the awning has not been heard for some time, but there it was, like an unexpected knock on the door that momentarily causes the smile to drain from the face. Being English we have … Continue reading
Of cabbages and coings….
The quinces had been sitting around for too long. They were a gift, and although not equine, I felt that I should not be looking at them in the mouth. Is it only mad people who write proverbs? Many a … Continue reading
Another bad meal at Restaurant Television….
I’m beginning to experience a previously unknown frisson of excitement each time I turn on the television in the evening. We have entered a golden era of extended choice of viewing which bears an uncommon resemblance to an embossed leather … Continue reading
Brown soup in the ring, da di da di da…
Unusually for a photographer I very much like cookery books without photographs. Photographs of food can be very misleading in that the reader may assume that the image on the page reflects the recipe writer’s view of the intended appearance … Continue reading
Travels with my tongue….
My favourite journeys to the Middle East are made through flavour and aroma which choice precludes the frustrations, expense and inconvenience of travel. Jean des Esseintes, the hero of J.K.Huysmans’ novel “A rebours“, had a similar disenchantment with the mechanics of travelling. … Continue reading