A bowl of scouse charcuterie.
A diary from a Northern foodist amongst the duck fat, pig's bits & berets of South West France.
Saturday, 3 December 2011
I'm in the throws of writing a new post. It raises the question: what do I want to be? a writer or a cook? When you work a full time job, choices have to be made. after a succession of crap teas as I pontificate over my words, it makes me wonder...