Like many people we were supposed to be in France last week, but we took the decision a month or so ago to cancel as the situation was so changeable. Turns out we could have gone.
To be honest though, it’s a bit like visiting pubs, I want to go places as they should be, I don’t want to go somewhere that has the feel of a doctors waiting room with hand gel and yellow and black tape everywhere.
Anyway, les of the mis ( see what I did there?, ‘les mis’ is French, and I meant it as ‘less of the miserableness’. It’s quiet here today ).
So, as previously, if we can’t go to France, we’ll bring as much of it as possible here.
The three French cookbooks I chose ( or more accurately, the three French cookbooks I own ), threw up loads of good ideas, some of which made it to the table. Stay tuned mes amis.