He was not Mike

Just under two weeks ago, I collected my team for a job.  As she got into the car, C asked - Have you heard about Michael?   No? Let me explain:  there are several men in the village whose names are Michael.  There are several who are "Mike" and whose names have additional monikers.  Like … Continue reading He was not Mike

A Taste of France – II

This simple chicken dish sounds exotic, but it isn't really.  What adds an extra dimension to it is the Herbes de Provence.  I've written about them before, and use them quite often.  Those blogs, alas, are lost somewhere in cyberspace.  It turns out to be a mixed blessing.  I'm refining quite a few of my … Continue reading A Taste of France – II

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