Jul 13, 2012
The burly French butcher eyed me suspiciously, as if my accent had betrayed un peu trop de rosbif. He pulled out from beneath the counter an enormous slab of bovine flesh, and sunk his glistening blade into it with a sickening thud. Mon Dieu, I thought to myself, this...
Jun 12, 2012
If you’ve ever been to Turkey- you know what I am talking about. When all you want is a nice glass of Pinot Grigio- no, not something that will blow your head off, or have you hanging over a toilet the rest of the following day, but a nice glass of ITALIAN Pinot...
Jun 12, 2012
During a recent holiday in India and after many dodgy cocktails, mixers (with no ice!) and bottles of local beer, I decided to branch out and try the local ‘sparkling wine’ that I had seen and dismissed on the drinks menu at our little hotel many times before. Having...
