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“The greatest fine art of the future will be the making of a comfortable living from a s...
In my first few weeks here at The Hungry Cyclist Lodge I always new when it was time for a...
The villages of the Cote d’Or are eerily quiet in late April. Cats sleep in sharp late m...
Another month has gone by here at The Hungry Cyclist Lodge. March in Burgundy remains cold...
My back aches, my hands are numb and my fingernails are a disgrace. One month has now pas...
Cycling and good food are the perfect marriage, and if you are going to cycle and eat in F...
As more butchers hang up their hooks and supermarkets in all their shapes and sizes spring up on every high street, we as a nation are becoming more a...
Another icy morning in Burgundy. The ground is brittle under foot and once again there have been visitors in the night. The wild boar have come do...
Winter in Burgundy is a time of heavy hearty food. There is plenty to do in the garden stripping ivy, cutting logs and digging beds and what energy is...
We don't much go for the endive in England. The spear-shaped member of the chicory family perhaps getting over shadowed by the air-puffed bags of sal...
Offal is something I am very fond of, rabbits and quail I relish, but until last weekend there was one section behind the polished glass counter ...
As more butchers hang up their hooks and supermarkets in all their shapes and sizes spring up on every high street, we as a nation are becoming more a...
Another icy morning in Burgundy. The ground is brittle under foot and once again there have been visitors in the night. The wild boar have come do...
Winter in Burgundy is a time of heavy hearty food. There is plenty to do in the garden stripping ivy, cutting logs and digging beds and what energy is...