Tag Archives: red wine
Thinking of Spring in France….
The moment the sun comes out, after the Christmas break, my mind is filled with images of Spring which include eating and drinking delicious food and wine outside in the sun and not wearing socks, big pullovers and a woolly … Continue reading
Photography holiday in the Vendée for food lovers …..Oct 11-14
October is a good time to be in the Sud Vendée, a comparatively little known part of France, where I have been contentedly living for the last 20 years. The weather will be warm and nature will be starting to … Continue reading
Summer food photography course with Roger Stowell and Olia Hercules…
The sun pouring in through my office window this morning makes me think of summer and reminds me that in June, in partnership with Big in France, I’ll be running a food photography course together with one the brightest of the burgeoning stars … Continue reading
Food, France and Photography …in early September
Early September in France….crowds gone…time for a peaceful holiday…one that involves spending time in a lovely corner of France where you’ll not only eat excellent food and drink good wine whilst learning a bit about food photography….or about taking any sort … 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
..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
‘aving a larf..
It is not unusual for children to dislike, and to take extreme steps to avoid, both vegetables and Shakespeare. I prefer vegetables to either children or Shakespeare which preference may well be blamed on their parallel and equally irritating proclivity to tell jokes that aren’t funny; it … Continue reading
…hints of jam,..cinnamon…and a sprinkling of ….sugar.
The disappointingly dull explanation, when recounted to me in my childhood, of how a ship got into a bottle failed then, as now, to raise more than a bored ooh, or a stifled aah. Why one should choose to put, by necessity, … 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
oral advice…
“I’ve started so I’ll finish” is a phrase that ticks all the boxes save when referring to coitus interruptus. What phrase could be more fitting as one looks at a still half full bottle of Cote Rotie, the remains of a perfect … Continue reading