Category Archives: creme fraiche
Size is everything…..
The priapic appearance of courgettes and cucumbers has been known to engender lewd and goatish thoughts but. if one intends to eat the vegetable, the promise of satisfaction is illusory and disappointment the climax. Size is indeed everything, and in the case of … Continue reading
Jam today…
I have met a lot of bankers in my time and most of the meetings were uncomfortable….for me. The main thrust of these meetings was to convince them of the imminent arrival of funds and, with that in mind, the … Continue reading
Pear tatin….. whilst dreaming of mangoes
As I was peeling the pears for this evenings pudding my eyes kept wandering and my mouth kept watering over the thought of the two ripe mangoes that were sitting in a bowl on the worktop. Winter directs my hand … Continue reading
Tarte au citron…..cheers me up
Eggs, cream, butter, lemons…yellow is a good colour for January. As rain falls and grey afternoons stretch away, I find it easy to lose myself in colour. Lemon juice, sugar and eggs are transformed into creamy waves of subtle colours … Continue reading
A tart for all reasons…
You may not be able to tell a book by its cover, which is why the one in picture lays open with its contents clearly revealed. The same subterfuge may certainly be said of pies. A showy paste exterior may … Continue reading
“The Spud” with Joan Collins..
Inside the bubble that is my today, all is peace and tranquility. Outside this bubble, even through the muffling effects of both choice and double glazing, farm machines are ceaselessly thrumming. Those outside of my bubble are marching to the … Continue reading
Every picture does not tell this story..
There are occasions when only words will tell the story, not necessarily momentous occasions, although with the passing years I treat the moment of waking each day as increasingly momentous, but simple daily events that move me. Eating a very … Continue reading
Le Rouge et Le Noir… or the long and the short of it.
Gypsy has at last spared me a precious nanosecond in which to accomplish her portrait. She may well have fundamentalist leanings being that her head is covered most of the time as it is buried in the ground digging for freedom … Continue reading