Food for thought indeed this week… What is pilau rice? Boiled rice with bits in – and an unjustifiable mark-up. What are Eggs Benedict? A popular breakfast for former Bishops of Rome. What is a soufflé? An ice hockey puck with ideas above its station. What is baked Alaska? An awkward moment for climate change…
“Oh what it is to be young” This week’s theme for Song Lyric Sunday is to find a track from a band with a food-related name. My immediate thought was Humble Pie, but – much as I liked Humble Pie – I thought that was too obvious. My next thought was The Electric Prunes, but…
Vegetarian Chicken??? – – – – – – – Part of the menu of the Chinese take-away just around the corner from my Mum’s house. One-Liner Wednesday 8 August 2018
What is it, I wonder, about ice cream that makes me go all philosophical? Earlier this year I posted a paean to ice cream entitled ‘Ice Cream Is Life‘. That was in direct response to a WordPress daily prompt, but more recently I was plunged unprompted into a new contemplative reverie by the alluring prospect…
Can I write a post about ice cream? Well, I can try. Do you want to read a post about ice cream? That, gentle reader, is entirely up to you. All I would say is that blogs, like ice cream, come in an ever-increasing variety of flavours and, also like ice cream, if you don’t…
My own culinary skills, such as they may be, are very limited tightly focused. I know this and can live with it. Furthermore, to the best of my knowledge nobody has ever died after eating something I’ve cooked (a prolonged streak of luck that Madame sometimes finds quite baffling), so that’s a result in itself.…
Tuesday was a public holiday in France. Arguably, it was the public holiday: July 14th, the Fête Nationale. You may even think it was Bastille Day. Wrong. We were surprised to discover that French people don’t refer to it by that name and would quite likely have no idea what you were talking about if you…
Some people swear that “It’s impossible to eat badly in France”. Well it isn’t. It’s certainly possible to eat extremely well in France – often in the unlikeliest and unpromising places, which is part of the country’s great charm. But restaurant quality is as variable here as anywhere else. Contrary to the image that they try to…
Gastropods are not for me. There’s enough food in my world not to have to resort to dragging a lump of snot out of a shell and eating it. I mean, have you seen what a whelk actually looks like? However, there is one type of ‘snail’ that’s got me bang to rights with this latest instalment of…
“If you could get all the nutrition you needed in a day with a pill – no worrying about what to eat, no food preparation – would you do it?” Taking the superficially easy option without due regard to the longer-term implications is a bit like peeing yourself. It feels okay for about five seconds, but after…
the only deadhead in the hameau 