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Irish mist | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Milky Ways →. June 4, 2014. Look at it this way, he says, making a living in Dublin is easy. I’m a landlord, I own some pubs, and I have a funeral parlour. All of mankind’s needs are there, and I meet ’em all. Trade never likely to dry up! Before long, I start to wonder about a couple of things. Firstly, the Irish mile. I am increasingly convinced that the Irish mile is measured as the Irish crow flies, and not the actual meandering of the Irish lanes. ...Just to g...

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Milky Ways | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Just One Taste →. June 10, 2014. What if the roads are quiet? Might it be faster? I memorise the unfamiliar names we shall pass through: Okehampton, Launceston, Bodmin, Lostwithiel, London Apprentice. My cousins have been there before, have spun me tales of timber cabins, woodland forts, hidden mines, milk streams. My imagination is so electrified I can hardly sleep. How long, Dad? Might it be less? Could it be faster? This is a holiday of firsts. My first go i...

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Delicious in Taunton | Food memories from a West Country lass | Page 2

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Newer posts →. Bread, cheese and apples. May 12, 2014. The summer heat has thoroughly settled in, baking the sticky tar of Holland Park’s streets and draining the yellowing grass of all hope. Buses move through the molten air at a leaden pace and even by 9am the azure sky has begun its daily smothering. It is London, it is 1976, and I am sixteen years old. At the front, they start to arrive, their different walks of life left by the door as they climb the grand.

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Simple Pleasures (pt 1). July 7, 2014. The Southern French sun stifles the interior of the bus with its drenching heat. The road has climbed for a while now, deep into the hills of Herault, passing hamlets of stone that seem as ancient as the rocks they … Continue reading →. June 17, 2014. June 10, 2014. June 4, 2014. May 29, 2014. Breakfast of the Gods. May 23, 2014. Lots of things come to mind when I think of Morocco. Heat and dust. Crowded buses towering...He di...

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Just One Taste | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Simple Pleasures (pt 1) →. June 17, 2014. Weds: cold meats, salad, fruit. Thurs: beef olives, pots peas, strawberries and cream. Fri: stuffed fish pancakes, floating islands – caramel sauce. Sat: Chinese liver rice, peas, fresh fruit and cheese. Sun: salad (eggs, sardines, toms, lettuce, carrots, cuc, peas, beetroot); cream puffs. Mon: sweet and sour eggs, salad. Tue: cheese popovers? Maybe this is why I am so passionate about the evocative nature of food, trusting...

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Simple Pleasures (pt 1) | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Simple Pleasures (pt 1). July 7, 2014. How can something so utterly delicious be associated with having your back against the wall? This entry was posted in Foods. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.

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Sweet and sour | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Breakfast of the Gods. Irish mist →. May 29, 2014. I am terrified. Almost weeping with fear. I have absolutely no idea what I have done wrong, but there is little doubt that I have done a Terrible Thing. The confusion is making me feel sick. I sit through Nature while other people draw the thing they have picked. I have nothing to draw. This entry was posted in Childhood. Breakfast of the Gods. Irish mist →. May 29, 2014 at 7:54 pm. May 29, 2014 at 7:56 pm. You are...

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Breakfast of the Gods | Delicious in Taunton

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Food memories from a West Country lass. Sweet and sour →. Breakfast of the Gods. May 23, 2014. We have the journey planned, me and he who would become HN1. Fly in to Agadir, a bus up to Essaouira, across to Marrakesh, then over the High Atlas mountains to Taroudant, a quick visit to Tafraoute, then Agadir and home. A regular back-packers route. That, and a round of fresh, still-warm oily bread. Breakfast of the Gods. And only mildly inconvenient for the digestive system. This entry was posted in Foods.