Basque Hooky
Some things are better left unsaid. Like trying to describe the sound of the rocks talking back to the waves. Some things are better not shared. Like the first morning café con leche in the port. Some things are best just as a remembered smile. Like the nostalgic smell of a fishing boat, part diesel/part anchovy. Best of all is when you can capture these small solitary moments within the overall madness of a busy August holiday week in a pretty... Read More
Jambon de Bayonne en fête! A Basque Country road trip with Kate.
What’s red and green and red and white… and ham all over? The Foire au Jambon in the colorful Basque port of Bayonne. A memory of a Bayonne surfaces from a long ago road trip looking for marine goods along the Atlantic coast for my barge, the Julia Hoyt. Rope, cord, and lines I was searching. I drove along the river port of the Adour outside of Bayonne in the very southwest of Southwest France looking for some fishermen, a working boat... Read More
Wednesdays @ Welbeck- Organic Grass Fed Hereford Beef
My Arcadian Vision of Lower Hurst Farm Field & fence. Lower Hurst Farm. The Peak District. Sometimes Wednesdays at Welbeck spill off ‘the campus’ and across the rolling hills of the nearby countryside. England. The Midlands. Derbyshire. And sometimes Wednesdays too rapidly turn into Fridays. This Friday the Butchery & Charcuterie students at the School of Artisan Food jumped in the big silver bullet with Able Andy at the Wheel... Read More
Kate @ 60- a day in a life
’Si il-y-a la brouillard en Novembre, il-y-a Noel en Décembre’ Claude Pompèle would announce the weather each year- Fog in November, Christmas in December. November in my Garonne River valley is petit pois soupe as the summer warmed river meet the autumn chilled skies. However, this November 2011 has been impossibly delicious, sunny and bright all month long. A gift of a French November to celebrate- a memorable, sunny, and... Read More
what’s going around… fried food.
LAGUIOLE VERY NEW Wonderfully Old ‘The new moon cradled in the arms of the old’. That’s what I say when that very New contemporary France nestles in the very old ways of la France Profonde. “Great minds think alike… “- that’s what I say when someone scoops me on a good recipe or a new “in” place to visit.“If you can’t beat ‘em…join ‘em”- if everyone else... Read More
