Last Supper

Dinner out with close friends, eating al fresco on the street at a neighbourhood restaurant. Five years ago this month I moved to this area. The chapter – a long one – is coming to an end. These very close friends, a couple – whose relationship has been on the rocks for some time –…

A peach schnapps

I made it two years ago when I was going through a serious cooking phase. I no longer have the recipe as it was from Diana Henry’s Salt Sugar Smoke which I’d borrowed from the library. An excellent book devoted to preserving, pickling and bottling. I remember that a lot of peaches went into it.…

Julie & Julia

I forgot how much I liked this film, having caught it when it was on fairly late last night. Based on the blog of a true story – a young American woman – Julie Powell, who lives in the outer burbs of New York City – preparing all of the recipes from the classic recipe…

A river runs through it

I cycled south this evening, over Chelsea¬†Bridge to see a flat not far from Battersea Park (which those with long memories may recall is perhaps my favourite London park). The journey – though short – isn’t a great deal of fun. I live a privileged existence at present – cycling about 1 mile to work…