Category Archives: Sunday breakfast

thoughts while contemplating a sausage sandwich…

Deeply, madly and truly enervated; that’s me today. I rarely find a use for the “e” word as, happily, I am, for the most part, happy. At the moment, however, I am often not which is why I’m so utterly … Continue reading

Posted in 2017, Breakfast, Cooking, Digital photography, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Humour, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Sausages, Sunday, Sunday breakfast, Toulouse sausages, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 22 Comments

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

Posted in 2014, Boiled eggs, Breakfast, Chicken, Chicken, Cooking, Cutlery, Digital photography, Eggs, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Humour, Photography, photography course, Poultry, Sunday, Sunday breakfast, Sunday lunch, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 76 Comments

First taste of summer…

For three successive mornings we have woken to sun pouring in through the windows. But winter habits being hard to shake off, ask any monk, on my way back from buying bread, I stopped at Claude’s house to order some … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, anchovies, Breakfast, capers, Digital photography, Excellence, Farming, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, French countryside, Garden, harmony, Health, Les Saints de Glace, Mediterranean food, Olive oil, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, summer, Sunday, Sunday breakfast, Toast, tomatoes, Uncategorized, Vendee, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 38 Comments

Drive out the blues with brioche and apricot jam…

There is a mordant sadness, that is nearly tangible, about such a miserable February morning as this one . Normal antidotes, such as lighting the fire, and listening to Radio 4 with a steaming bowl of coffee cupped between slowly warming hands, seem … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Apricot jam, Brioche, Coffee, Digital photography, Emotion, Excellence, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, harmony, Humour, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Sunday, Sunday breakfast, Toast, Weather, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 46 Comments

Always on a Sunday….

Sunday is about breakfast. If it’s done properly, like sex between Sting and Trudie, it can last all day but, as with all day sex, the salt begins to lose its savour  after an hour or two…maybe that’s old age. Eating is … Continue reading

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