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I first met Neil Gower in 2009. Having spent the previous three years either on the saddle of my bicycle in the Americas or hidden away in Tooting library writing about my travels. Neil was commissioned by Harper Collins to illustrate my journey and words.
Read MoreIn our cellar a few lonely root vegetables lurk, and after months in the dark they are starting to soften a little and need eating. Butter beans and other pulses are always in stock as well, and these hearty beans always soak up plenty of flavour and add some well needed protein for the muscles after a days cycling or digging in the garden.
Read MoreBlossom flowered, birds sang, heavy winter jumpers were packed away, forgotten shorts were rediscovered and espadrilles were dusted off. Then the cold and rained returned. However this little taste of the balmy days ahead inspired some cooking. Rosmary, that survives the winter here, began to push out its pale and tender young leaves. Zesty lemons from Spain are still in the market and to help encourage the arrival of spring I set about making one of our guests favourite desserts.
Read MoreApril is exciting in Burgundy. The muted greys and browns of winter steadily make way for the electric greens of spring and as if over night the landscape of the Cote D'Or changes colour. The wiry silhouettes of trees transform into an soft mass of verdant foliage and dormant spring flowers burst from the ground.
Read MoreA meticulous task that can only be done by hand, this selective process involves the inspection of each and every vine in order to determine which young buds will go on to produce the years vintage and which will be cut away to enable the vine to focus all its efforts into its remaining branches.
Read MoreTorrential rain is driven by a stiff wind. Falling on the steep hillside it forms streams that run energetically between rocks and vines. Beneath dense clouds, that roll in from the west, the village of Meursault wakes up to another cold and wet February morning.
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