Archive for the ‘Food and Drink’ Category
Far too much talk of turkeys, lately, so here’s an apt little homage to my favorite food. Not, I should add, that I’ve been suffering from any noticeable swine deficit over Thanksgiving. We’ve just come back from a brief but fabulous trip to D.C. to visit some wonderful friends who broke our hearts this summer Click here to continue…
As parents, we try and feed our children as much healthy food as we can. I spent a long time last night trying to cajole Catherine into eating a delicious bean casserole thing that Christina had lovingly made. She ate it in the end, but it was an effort. (Rather like her father, she can Click here to continue…
One unanticipated advantage to the new, booze-free regime: a significant decrease in the amount of recycling we’re producing. This was last week: Whereas this week:
About a year ago my doctor suggested that I give up coffee. Uh-huh, I replied anxiously. Good patient that I am, I went home and did exactly that. Two days later the caffeine withdrawal headaches were so bad that I couldn’t see properly. Christina, quietly shaking her head at my inability to do anything in Click here to continue…
A small, but sweet, moment of vindication over the weekend. I am often mocked by my friends for liking warm, flat beer. Of course, I consider it my duty as an Englishman to mock them right back. With the honorable exception of some excellent micro-breweries, American beer is utterly without character. I’m talking here of Click here to continue…
Still reading Matt Crawford’s book, and still thinking. One of the unexpected pleasures of this summer has been our garden. For the first time we tried to grow some stuff, and, rather to my surprise, it worked. We have more chillis than we can ever use. We harvest our little plant every couple of days Click here to continue…
My father took these photographs while we in France last month. This is in a restaurant in Albi, near to my parents’ home. This is my daughter Catherine, who is four, and who is displaying a gratifyingly Epicurean streak. Good to the last drop, or dollop. Update: my mother has written to tell me, somewhat Click here to continue…
Patatas a lo Pobre Poor Man’s Potatoes We quickly worked out that the real reason these are called “Poor Man’s Potatoes” is because only a poor man – specifically, a man without a job – would have the time to make them very often. But they are absolutely worth the effort. This recipe is from Click here to continue…
People occasionally roll their eyes when they learn that I get up every day at five o’clock to write, but it’s really very easy. All you need is a good coffee machine, like this one: I love my coffee machine. It is a truly wonderful thing. It’s made by Nespresso. I am sure that without Click here to continue…
[Apologies for rehashing an old post, but this was such a popular one when I first stuck it up last October that it seemed worth doing again. It drew more readers to the old blog than any other post - to the point where if you googled "lobster pad thai", it was the first thing Click here to continue…