I love olives, which is just as well, as there's a lot of them about in Provence. There are olive groves everywhere you look and most people living in the countryside have olive trees in their gardens. My favourite olives are called picholines, they are slightly elongated and Olives Cassées de Paradou[Read More]
Glacé Cherries are not just for Christmas
I'm the bah humbug sort of person when it comes to Christmas. I get annoyed if it is even mentioned before the 1st December and even when the day itself arrives, I usually find it a huge anti-climax and would rather be out walking the dogs. There is a family myth, that my Glacé Cherries are not just for Christmas[Read More]
Foraging and Wild Mushroom Risotto
Does the love of foraging go back to our hunter gatherer days? I wonder. What is it that lures us into the countryside to spend long hours poking a stick amongst the undergrowth in the hope of finding some wild mushrooms, or risk getting stung collecting nettles or scratched Foraging and Wild Mushroom Risotto[Read More]
Autumn Market in Arles
As regular readers will know, I buy most of my week's food at the Tuesday market in my town, however if for some reason I miss it, or feel like a change, I go to Arles on a Saturday. The market is huge and runs down both sides of the Boulevard des Lices, alongside the old city Autumn Market in Arles[Read More]
Le Mistral
I just got back from a three week stay in the UK and, as so often happens, I left Gatwick under a grey and damp autumn sky and arrived at Marseille airport to blue skies and a hot sun. I had to peel off my socks, my cardigan, scarf and coat and looked for shade whilst waiting for Le Mistral[Read More]
