Antipodes

Once upon a time, a con man in France made money by flogging little bottles marked V ( vinaigre ) and H ( huile ) to naive tourists, telli...

As I said in my recent blog post entitled Green walnuts, black hands [ display ], my first batch of green walnuts in sweet syrup has been p...

Maybe (surely) I've retained far too little, sadly, from my relationship with my Breton ex-wife Christine Mafart ... apart from two bril...

I nearly said she was pissed off... but "peeved" sounds better for the wife of an ambassador. Everybody has known, for ages, that ...

The product known in French as fleur de sel is a prestigious gastronomical salt composed of white crystals formed by the evaporating effect...

Living in France, one ends up acquiring a taste for particular varieties of cheese, and usually settling upon a group of favorites. As I...

In certain domains, the environmental and well-being awareness of my Australian compatriots is far in advance of the French situation. It...

I've often been intrigued by the absence, in France, of certain foodstuffs that are popular in the English-speaking world. A striking ex...