Category Archives: langoustines
the damp patch…
Days of wind and rain make the passing of those glorious summer days of wine and roses all the harder to bear. Each year my expectations of a gentle transition from sunshine to mellow fruitfulness, born of some atavistic memory, … Continue reading
Langoustines and Caravaggio…
There is a wonderful edition of Elizabeth David’s “Italian Food” that was published in 1987. I say wonderful, as it truly is full of wonders, quite apart from the delight of her writing and recipes. This book is a beautifully … Continue reading
Treasure Island…..
A slight movement in my peripheral vision caused me to stop writing and to look down. The tiny worker bee, instead of taking advantage of its wings, was wearily trudging across an endless terrain of boulders, which is the gravel … Continue reading
Shellshock
Loving to be by the seaside is all very well as long as one is not a crustacean. Being beside the sea is as much fun for them as being under the sea would be for us. How is it … Continue reading
A handful of coques…..
The best laid plans …pointless to continue as I’ve laid as many brilliant plans as I have eggs. Brilliant planning is not in my remit. I am passing through this vale of tears flying by the seat of my pants … Continue reading