These were all Barry's. I've already donated a lot under this heading, but will keep these in case I actually begin to really like cooking again and want to experiment. Who knows!
Just looking at these is reminding me of some lovely food experiences in different countries. In Sweden, where I shared a little house with two Italian students, Elvira and Titziano, who would have long discussions over the simplest of meals about how they were cooked in their regions of Italy. Elvira cooked a 6 course meal from scratch for our Swedish friends (I assisted). Meanwhile the students back in Manchester were mostly eating Pot Noodles and carry-outs!
In Hong Kong, where Jennie and I ate in a restaurant where no-one spoke English. I still don't know what we were eating, but it was delicious and we struggled a bit with the chopsticks before I noticed that all the other customers - all Chinese - were using knives and forks. I think they were having a gentle laugh at us...
Venice: breakfasts standing up in a tiny bar on the street, Cyprus: the tenderest meat ever, cooked overnight in an outdoor oven over scented wood and then cooked by the sun all of the next day... New Zealand: Death By Chocolate....What a nostalgia trip these books have prompted!
I'm off to dig out some photographs now.
What are your favourite food memories?
Just looking at these is reminding me of some lovely food experiences in different countries. In Sweden, where I shared a little house with two Italian students, Elvira and Titziano, who would have long discussions over the simplest of meals about how they were cooked in their regions of Italy. Elvira cooked a 6 course meal from scratch for our Swedish friends (I assisted). Meanwhile the students back in Manchester were mostly eating Pot Noodles and carry-outs!
In Hong Kong, where Jennie and I ate in a restaurant where no-one spoke English. I still don't know what we were eating, but it was delicious and we struggled a bit with the chopsticks before I noticed that all the other customers - all Chinese - were using knives and forks. I think they were having a gentle laugh at us...
Venice: breakfasts standing up in a tiny bar on the street, Cyprus: the tenderest meat ever, cooked overnight in an outdoor oven over scented wood and then cooked by the sun all of the next day... New Zealand: Death By Chocolate....What a nostalgia trip these books have prompted!
I'm off to dig out some photographs now.
What are your favourite food memories?
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