Category Archives: leeks
take a leek….
The quality of leeks may not be strained but the quantity of them in my kitchen most certainly is. Such a surfeit of leeks would suggest that I am in the throes of creating a celebratory dish for the imminent release of Julian … Continue reading
Effortlessly beautiful…
Effortfully is a word that I have only recently encountered and I can’t think why that should be. On reading it, in a novel, the word surprised and charmed me and I thought that it might be the invention of the … Continue reading
A puree of Gorgons’ heads…
“Cheap” is a much maligned word. Cheap skate, cheap shot, dirt cheap and on the cheap are terms that denigrate, that define something or someone as less than it or they should be. In our wealth driven society a divide has appeared. … Continue reading
Many a mickle makes…
..very little sense, save to someone making a muckle, and is as good a reason as any for Scotland to be independent. It was only after some Wiki research that it became apparent that my recent gift of tiny leeks … Continue reading
Wickedleeks….
I don’t know much about a science book, and I don’t know much about the French I took …but anything I’m not sure about, as long as it’s to do with vegetables or local French, can be resolved by our … Continue reading
Pommes Boulangere.. smart lady, that baker’s wife
Each time that I make this simple dish there is, at the back of my mind, a nagging feeling that I have left out an ingredient. The recipe is not extensive in its demands which makes it even more surprising … 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
One fine morning….
A grey morning found me cutting firewood behind the house. The squeak of an old barn door opening announced the arrival of Annie, one of our neighbours. Annie and her husband Remy have raised Charolais beef cattle for the last … Continue reading
Would Caligula have chosen a plate of leeks whilst watching the Circus Maximus…..
The modest beauty of this bundle of tiny leeks puts to rest the concept that big is beautiful. I needed fresh eggs which entailed some slipping and sliding across icy lanes to reach the farm of Mme Roustand, just over … Continue reading