Bags of Provençe

After the fiery end to November, and before the aspirant grand wizard‘s arrival, December started off relatively gently.  We love the long, balmy evenings and spectacular sunsets of summer.  Even if they are best viewed over the ravages of the fire and the somewhat charred vegetable patch. A chef was among the kind souls who helped to fight … Continue reading Bags of Provençe

When the dog barked

Gale force winds are not unusual in South Africa, especially the Western Cape coastline, and into the Eastern Cape. These winds are a feature of summer and winter, with the winter storms accounting for the Cape's original appellation as the Cape of Storms. We've had more than our fair share this year and wind, in … Continue reading When the dog barked

Passata – squashed, saucy tomatoes

When I met The Husband, he fended for himself and it wasn't long before he informed me that a kitchen should never be without onions and tomatoes: no tasty main meal (other than breakfast), could exclude onions. Add tomatoes, he maintained, and you have the basis of a good meal. Then last Saturday, I was given five kilograms of overripe tomatoes! Perfect. So, I set to on Sunday, prepared for a long day - it's a two-step process - not difficult, but long (and which is partly why I didn't get this out last week).

The Dad’s journey to Africa: the beginning

This week, had he still been around, we'd be celebrating my father's eighty-seventh birthday. This week, had he still been around, we'd be celebrating my father's eighty-seventh birthday. Dad_Beer_70 Dad enjoying his favourite tipple, (warm) beer on his 70th birthday. He was born at home, in Auldburn Road, Glasgow, the fifth of five children.