New Kelly cooked for me and Bob, Kat and Roland last night. 'Cooked' isn't quite the word; 'magicked', perhaps.
She gave us french onion soup - which blew away Roland, as a Frenchman equipped to judge - then rack of lamb with shallots and potatoes fondant plus green beans. Pud was pears in a frangipane tart with ginger ice-cream, all home made.
We asked not to eat cheese.
Conversation never flagged though a lot of it was about cooking and how on earth she did it. Attention to detail and a creative awareness of the taste and look of things... it really is a gift. And an aptitude for graft. Simply marvelous :)
October 19, 2017
October 17, 2017
....lunch at the mill with Annie and Pete and Gracie and Mary (Angus stricken with 'flu); life is wonderful :) Except presumably for Angus. Its a nasty bug doing the rounds. Debate about 'flu shots was lively, divided and inconclusive.
Bob was distributing pumpkins since he has grown many enormous ones and they taste amazing.
October 16, 2017
Market hectic and packed.
Rounded off the day by supper at home of soup of pumpkin grown by Bob, with Annie and Pete, Raul and
Zoraida. I disgraced myself by abandoning everyone and going to bed before the evening ended, totally knackered.
October 15, 2017
It was very very good. The quality of the guests was ace and the attentions of the hosts never flagged.
Toby came up with a drink that was new to me; 1/3rd blanquette de Limoux, white wine and some spirit I'd never heard of. And fruit. Most potable.
|leos feet, my toes, nice floor|
|Case (Spelling??) and Toby|
|Ole-Bendik telling me off|
|friends and Raul|
|Pete and Nel flanking visitors who are walking the Compostella route|
|Clare and Pete|
|Kieron, Kat and Roland|
The Indian summer continues, hurrah - so off to the market now with our lovely guests.
October 14, 2017
Now off to show them the area :)-