It is fair to say that we enjoy poking around in French markets when we are down in the Pyrenees and that our menu, when for the two of us, is dictated by what we find in those spectacular places filled with local seasonal produce. I make the distinction of the ‘two of us’ as often we are catering for masses of friends and family staying with us and that is a different kind of planning process! Continue reading Conceived in La Boqueria, Born in Borough…
There is a lot of talk around shellfish in months that do not have an R. Then there is the puzzle of seeing restaurants all over Europe doing Mussels all year round. One of the factors in this is that rope grown mussels or ‘farmed’ mussels are ok to eat in the summer months. The shells are thinner but the mussel meat is good. The spring time is the spawning period so I would not even eat rope grown mussels at that time of year.
We picked up some farmed mussels at the market and decided on the classic moules a la crème. Continue reading No R in August
Cocktails and Tapas,
With rickshaws well driven,
Brown paper hen bags and chalk boards within,
These are a few of my favourite things..
Continue reading “Henguins” at Ice Bar with rain macs and mittens
The anticipation of the meal out, knowledge of a convivial time to come, the escapism, the little surprises on the menu, or the first sips of your arrival drinks.
I love the whole experience. Continue reading It’s the little things…..
In Search of the Catfish Café... 
