Lamb Tails from the Keeping Kitchen.

If wishes were beggars, horses would ride…  or be careful what you wish for. This little cook wished for lambs a couple of years ago. Lamb is quite dear here in France. Why? No idea! So I decided to grow my own. After all the grass at Camont is lush and green all summer. And we already had chickens, ducks, cats and Bacon to tend. What could be so difficult? The two little lambs were cute. CUTE they were, with black lunettes de soleils spots... Read More

Sunday Grasse Matinee- hatching ideas

I love it when I feel I am in the middle of something. It doesn’t happen often being a bit of a “living on the edge” sort of person- in all senses. But when it does, I feel that delicious “a-ha!” moment welling up out of my back brain and jumping out of my mouth onto The Keyboard. A-ha! Locavorism is my way of being a lazy bum- what’s growing outside the door? dandelions? rosemary? rosehips? A-ha! Organic Gardening... Read More