Food and Drink


Once In a Very Blue Moon


  We set off down the road to Albertville, through the tunnel of Frejus into Italy on the morning of July 31st not THE worst day for travel in France, not ‘Black Saturday’ but merely ‘Red Friday.’ The roads over the mountains were surprisingly clear....

Berlin, A Quiet Saturday


In Berlin there are so many bloggers, so many artists, so many little photographers (with and without blue hair) that everything is constantly documented.       According to intel from Tim (Strangely Strange) Booth, a supermarket had recently opened in Berlin called “Original Unverpakt”...

Eight Weeks of Christmas 2. Martinmas November 11th.


  Martinmas and Armistice Day. Martinmas was considered the first day of Winter, and meteorologically “if the geese at Martin’s Day stand on ice, they will walk on mud at Christmas.” There is word of a Polar Vortex which is about to hit the East...

First World Problems: 1


Sometimes, it’s not all                               sometimes………                                     ………the  raspberry jam explodes.

Cherries, Berries and Roger Medearis’ Granny


    This is not me, it is Roger Medearis’ Granny, but this is how I see myself, ageing amongst fruit and flowers, beside field and water in the sound of church bells.  Roger Medearis called his painting “Godly Susan” because his Granny was.  (I...

Raclette


Until last night, I was a Raclette Virgin. My friends around the supper table wouldn’t believe it….couldn’t believe it. To have lived in the Haute Savoie for over a decade and never done Raclette……”NEVER”? they quizzed, dumbfounded “Never EVER?” It was as though they had...

Why We Went Home


  In the past decade, Ireland was on the Pig’s Back. For the previous century and a half there had been a constant flow of emigration. Then with the new millennium came the Celtic Tiger economy. From all over the world people flocked to the...

Making the Christmas Puddings


  My friend Janis has a problem.  She collects dogs. Big dogs. And then, when she has the dogs, she doesn’t – like the rest of us – just let them run riot, she brings them to a “Université des Chiens” to have them tutored...

Beaujolais Nouveau


  Yesterday we went to Villefranche-sur-Saone for the Beaujolais Marathon, part of the weekend celebration for the ‘percée” or opening of the first barrel of this year’s Beaujolais Nouveau wine.  Villefranche S/Saone, capital of the Départament of Beaujolais, is a lovely town and a spirit...

Button Up Your Overcoat


Listen, big boy, Now that I’ve got you made, Goodness, but I’m afraid, Something’s going to happen to you……   Grenoble is the capital of the Départament of Isere and of the French Alps, and the second most important city in the Rhone-Alps after Lyon....