Adventures and Real Food
Petaluma, the charming “working” town in south Sonoma County—and the place I call home— is a notoriously tough location for restauranteurs to succeed. As a result, I have learned to bide my time when a new kid hits the block, and see how it fares in the community before putting pen to paper. I’m glad…
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…
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 ...
