Category Archives: Prosciutto
The tomatoes are very nice, sir, if you like them…..
Frazzled brains and frazzled eggs. I dimly remember this advice being offered to me by the genial proprietor of the “greasy spoon”, in deepest Covent Garden, circa 1980, as I stared blankly through eyes weakened by drink and drugs at … Continue reading
Would Joan of Arc have chosen the quiche or the stake?
The word “quiche” is a member of that exclusive band of locutions, such as “gorgeous” and “toilet”, that I do my utmost never to employ. Defined as “a rich unsweetened custard pie…”, the quiche has little to live up to, … Continue reading