Not blowing my own trumpet, but in our house I’m the principal cook. Not always thus, but as far back as a teenager in my parental home I discovered cooking’s pleasures. Once a week, homework permitting, I would present my parents with the magic of my newly...
As I mentioned last week, I took a brief but intensive trip to Bordeaux in south west France. Ruled by the English for over 200 years until the advent of the 100 years war and eventually returning ownership to the French in the mid 15th century. However, the earliest...
A brief visit to Bordeaux last week, to look at some of Medoc’s finest before the wine parts company with the barrel and become a bottled commodity, although more of my vinous thoughts will be posted next week. This trip took on some initial responsibilities, as will...
What the Broadland Conservative Association (BCA) and my 2002 Haut-Medoc Bordeaux being flown to China, have in common, would be a tale worthy of Conan Doyle’s finest, if it were fiction of course. But a week in the life of a Norfolk wine merchant can offer bizarre...
Archestratus, a Sicilian Greek living in Italy in the 4th Century B.C. and one of the first food writers on record, commented in his book of poems The Deipnosophists, that “ingredients should be fresh, of top quality and seasonal, and that their flavour should be...
