A Case for Warm Salads

Anyone who knows me knows that I ardently adore salads. I like mine in gargantuan portions, drizzled lavishly with a punchy vinaigrette, brimming with handfuls of fresh summer produce and tufts of herbs. Then, tossed very well – until you do not know where one flavour begins and another ends. Summer salads, served chilled and […]

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Fiction. Remembering in Winter

    A country house in winter is something which brings to mind a rather romantic picture. But the glittering frosts always come later than expected, and are always accompanied with such an unanticipated, biting bitterness from the cold that the crystals fade half-forgotten on the dull brown leaves.      The cold inside the house staunches […]

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