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All work and no play makes Jill a very dull girl

Sunday, 29 January 2012

Cometh the hour, cometh the cassoulet

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It was July. The weather had been mixed as we had trundled from Bordeaux to Carcassonne by train. It was late afternoon when we disembarked...
Thursday, 26 January 2012

Dealing with a case of SAD. Or is it EOF?

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It could be the all-pervading gloom and a dose of SAD; it could be a hangover from the festive period. It might be the knowledge that the cl...
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Thursday, 19 January 2012

Pep up the midweek food

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Can you eat well but cheaply? It’s a question that has been exercising more than a few minds in the last few years, as the county slumps fr...
Monday, 16 January 2012

Enlightened self interest and pleasure

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It didn’t take long for the first bit of bad food news of the year to appear. On Friday – just as you were looking forward to a weekend bre...
Sunday, 15 January 2012

The start of a wintery weekend

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Friends – it is the weekend. The time of the week when I sit down to start contemplating food – as if I don't do it at other times! But ...
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Wednesday, 11 January 2012

It's deconstruction Jacques, but not as we know it

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So: it's the middle of the week. There's the remains of a leg of lamb sitting in the fridge, but we've already had a post-roast...
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Monday, 9 January 2012

Some educative cooking

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In his book, A Life in the Kitchen , Michel Roux Jr comments on the danger of basic losing culinary skills. Developing his theme, he suggest...
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