Adventures and Real Food
It’s that time of year when winter fruits are in abundance – in particular, persimmons in our neck of the woods – and nothing seems more welcoming than the smell of spices and baking on a grey and stormy day. With a surfeit of Fuyu persimmons (these are the hard, apple-type) and a rock-hard pear…
It’s said that the only certainties in life are death and taxes. While it’s hard to deny this truism, it doesn’t ease the blow of either. Recently I was shocked and sad to learn of the passing of a dear uncle, my Uncle Ed, who lived in Hong Kong with his family. He has been…
When I think of riding a horse, it’s always in the English vein. Being a Brit, we didn’t call it “English” when I was growing up, it was just horse riding. And I have to admit, I’ve never taken to Western or cowboy styles of riding. However, the chance to be on and around horses…
The last time I visited Cornwall—the furthermost point of south-west England—was over forty years ago. I don’t remember much except for sitting in the back of a steamed-up car with my siblings, squabbling and eating hot Cornish pasties. I vaguely remember a harbor, the sea and steep narrow lanes. Latterly, of course, if you’re into…
I’ve yet to see Jackson Hole in the winter, under a blanket of snow, but I can tell you that in its glorious abundance of summer, carpeted in wild flowers and grassy meadows, it is a glorious thing. If you haven’t yet been, don’t delay. There are few places where I feel like a leave…
A bit about me... I grew up in the UK and moved to Northern California in the late 1990s, drawn here, like so many others, by the lure of the dot.com ...
