“Not in Utopia, subterranean fields, Or some secreted island, heaven knows where! But in the very world, which is the world Of all of us, the place where, in the end, We find our happiness, or not at all” – William Wordsworth All the classical cuisines of the...
Over the years my family has occupied three separate houses across North Norfolk, all approximately equidistant from Norwich and Cromer, and all surrounded by cultivated fields. The first house we inhabited had only one near neighbour, an otherwise surly old farm hand...
A while ago I was asked to re-establish a wine department for a long-standing brewery in East Anglia – Lacons. Along with its original Victorian wine and spirit department, Burroughs, it had been decimated during the brewery and pub asset strip of the...
“Give me a doctor partridge-plump, Short in the leg and broad in the rump, An endomorph with gentle hands Who’ll never make absurd demands That I abandon all my vices Nor pull a long face in a crisis, But with a twinkle in his eye Will tell me that...
“Anyone who has been fortunate enough to eat fresh, home-cooked vegetables in France remembers them with pleasure. The French are interested in vegetables as food, rather than as purely nutrient objects valuable solely for their vitamins and minerals.”...
