Category Archives: Chicken
thank your lucky stars…and stripes..
This is hardly the right time for right minded Americans (I use the phrase advisedly) to be saying a hearty “thank you” but that’s exactly what a large swathe of them will be doing today although I’m not sure that a … Continue reading
Food Photography Course – September in the Vendée
From the 12-16 September 2016, I’ll be hosting a food photography course, run by Vendée Holidays.UK, at a beautiful old house deep in the heart of the Marais in the Sud Vendée of West France. The area is a treasure … Continue reading
..a rude awakening….
When I was first awakened by the black cock it would be fair to say that I was not ready for it. I sleep deeply, maybe not the sleep of the just but, having never experienced that, in a sleep that is … Continue reading
What first attracted me to the millionaire potato cake…
On a recent evening, when I was cooking for one, I came across this very simple recipe, whose heritage I was blissfully unaware. I have always advocated simplicity in cooking which does not in any way imply thoughtlessness or carelessness in the … Continue reading
who killed coq Aubin?
There are but a few bottles that remain untouched from my wine cellars of yesteryear. I am miserly with them but there is a limit to the wisdom of such miserliness when the object of one’s affection has a finite life span. … Continue reading
The cat’s bollocks and other tales…..
The woolly hat pulled down around my ears efficiently protected them from the chill of the biting wind but failed miserably in filtering out the piercing cries of an enraged cat in a cage being carted off for castration. Molly, the cat in … Continue reading
Angry birds…
The glow of satisfaction in which to bask at the end of a hard day’s work is as elusive to me as a pretty chicken. After living in the French countryside for some years I am as far from conceiving what … Continue reading
Early days for early walks..
Early morning walks with my camera are back in my routine. That is to say that I have done it once this summer. Being as it is only the second day of summer this unique outing still rejoices in the title of … Continue reading
Eight bells and all’s well….not totally accurate on the bell count, but OK otherwise….
Another year has been added to the time that I have spent breathing the air of this world. I have reached a biblical point in the scribe’s view of our allotted time and so I am metaphorically putting fingers in … Continue reading