Our Latest Journey
Amazingly, this little country is half the size of Wales yet a giant in the culinary world. I have explored the long thin coastline, the high mountains to some of the tiny ‘hidden’ villages and the fertile Bekaa Valley and
This place is special. Looking out of the window the only signs of life are the occasional whitewashed fincas dotted through the cork forest and the high Andalucian hills rising beyond them. Far below and right the sea glistens silhouetting
Today has been quite a change of pace. I am beginning to understand how an ancient Mughal emperor may have felt … sitting drinking spiced green tea with almonds from a copper kettle overlooking the impossibly beautiful Dal Lake (an
Hi from New Orleans! What a place - so animated! Tons to do, not enough time and it’s hot & humid. Cruised the Mississippi on a steamboat a couple of days ago - had great views of the city whilst
Morocco is just fascinating! Last week I was wandering through the medina of old Tangier, joking with stallholders and breathing in the pungent aromas of all the spice stalls. I even visited the infamous Café Baba (a favourite haunt of
Colombo is always buzzing with excitement and, rather surprisingly, even more so just before Christmas. So on Saturday morning I walked out to the Good Market, home of the best organic produce in the entire city. The unmistakeable smell of
By the time you read this, I am bound to have moved on to yet another part of the world in my quest to bring you the most outstanding dishes on the planet. I am what you may call a ‘seasoned traveller’ in the literal sense!
From Salvadore to Singapore From Kalamazoo to Timbuktoo I want to be your food guru. A gourmet fellow through and through From Cococabana to Indiana From Greece to Nice, Milan to Iran I'm setting out with joyful stride Pastures new
I had been thinking it was time for some serious exercise….all this eating and travelling means I seem to have spent far too much time sitting recently. I had resolved to rebalance this, so having hired a mountain bike in the village I have just taken the spectacular revolving cable car from Malcesine to the top of Monte Baldo..
There is nothing quite like flying into Cape Town early in the morning. A hint of mist clinging to the coast, and the rising sun adding wonderfully theatrical lighting to ‘Table Mountain’