Category Archives: tomatoes
a good collective noun
The south facing kitchen is illuminated by rays of bright, low autumn sun which are in part diffused by the rideaux on the window whilst the open door creates a geometric gash of gold on the tiled floor. There … Continue reading
juggling on radio…..
A blindfolded man is given a glass of dark beer to taste. He tastes the beer, licks his lips and nods in approval at which point the blindfold is removed causing the subject of the tasting to smile and say … Continue reading
Rugged Ratatouille……
This old man’s fancy is turning to Spring and dreaming of Summer when we’ll be cooking on wood fires and quaffing rosé in the long warm barbecue scented evenings… …..my course with Olia is slowly but surely filling up….https://www.biginfrance.com/roger-olia
a fear of stuffed tomatoes…
A box of misshapen ripeness such as this is irresistible to me, particularly towards the end of summer when they sell for but a few Euros and, beguiled by their allure, I buy not one box but several. That’s a lot of beguiling … Continue reading
on retaining one’s paddle when up that creek…
There is a creeping despondency in the air that is almost tangible. This glum onset of what should be bright summer is eerily apposite. I am truly grateful not to live in the mainstream of life any more and to … Continue reading
getting the point..
I blame my abiding prejudice against fresh pasta on the world wide television coverage of the spaghetti harvest of 1957 . The sight of those vermicular strands, hanging limply from the branches in the unusually monochomatic region of the Ticino has remained embedded in the not so … Continue reading
That’s total scallops!..
It is hard to imagine that the man in this picture, well known forhis even temperament, could be so tormented by an intransigent still life, otherwise known as dinner, and the vagaries of a camera self timer: and yet, it … Continue reading
TV or not TV…
I have never eaten a TV dinner and for that I feel I am the richer; on the other hand, nor have I had a TV supper with Grayson Perry for which I may well be the poorer. My knowledge of TV dinners … Continue reading
Beefheart
The long awaited day has at last arrived. The tomatoes that I purchased this morning taste of tomato rather than water. It is a moment that I relish each summer and my celebration today will be for the coeur de boeuf … Continue reading
The Big Red One…
Oh, that religious and political zealots were as sparse on the vine as good tomatoes were this August. Too much rain has taken its toll, leaving the scars of “maladie” on the marvellous misshapen fruit without which my cooking would … Continue reading