I spent last week in the gastronomic capital of the world, Lyons, where amongst the many delicacies that I ate was one that some 50 years earlier I said I would never ever eat again. Over the years I have put many things in my mouth, some cooked, some raw, mostly dead though the oddContinue reading “the pink shoes get gassed”
I must start with an apology; my last post was back in at the end of July and since then my feet and the Pink Shoes have hardly touched the ground. Amongst the many adventures we have enjoyed are, partying in Spain, almost drowning in Switzerland, wandering around Sicily, flying down to Marseilles with HarrisonContinue reading “The (new) Pink Shoes are back”
My last post was about the lovely people I partied with last month now it’s time to tell you about the food we ate and the restaurants we ate it in. I must start with my Hotel, The Parga Beach Resort, set right on the beach separated from Parga town by a small headland withContinue reading “The Pink Shoes eat out in Greece”
Last year on a trip to Greece I met a great couple, Daryl and Lisa, we hit it off and had some great trips and some memorable meals, but unlike many holiday friendships it continues, and this year Daryl invited me to his birthday party back in Greece. However, there was no mention that theContinue reading “The Pink Shoes go to a party.”
Yesterday the Pink Shoes took me to my hometown of Warwick, I have not a drop of English blood in me, but I am a very proud Warwickian, I was born there, educated there. Lived there for 21 years and had my first kiss behind the water jump on Warwick racecourse. Warwick is equally proudContinue reading “The Pink Shoes have a new friend.”
The pink shoes do not care how they travel , happy flying , sailing or even walking but they are are at their happiest when controlling the pedals of a motor car. And there is one motor car they cannot wait to drive, my 1952 Citroen 11b, her name is Odette and this is herContinue reading “ODETTE”
Sometimes I think I am way too selfish to be a travel or food writer, like many in the profession I am in search of that unspoilt beach, or the little bistro tucked up a cobbled street in some French city. Except when I do I want to keep them to myself, those top restaurantContinue reading “Too Selfish to a be food writer”
My first post , just scroll back a bit, was about my dinner date with culinary genius and legend Alain Ducasse , who in his career to date has amassed an amazing 21 Michelin Stars. Well it looks like I have spoken too soon , he is leaving the Plaza Athenee after more than 20Continue reading “Breaking News”
I live right at the very tip of North Oxfordshire, Warwickshire is just a few hundred yards to the north and Northamptonshire a similar distance to the east. The nearest town is Banbury just four miles away and on my doorstep are a number of food producers, from home based jam makers to international producers.
Whenever I travel anywhere a visit to the local market is always on my itinerary , whether it be a once a week van laden down with cheese and saucisson visiting a small french village or one of the massive markets in Cities such as the Boqueria in Barcelona.