Sunday, August 1st, recovering day after ‘The Duck Run’, which I will cover in more depth once I have downloaded photographs. I can report it was one of the best versions we have made – good curry is like pinot noir, it can be very temperamental, some days sulking, some days on song.
Nigel Greenings Wild Hare Pappardelle (shot by the chef himself up Mount Difficulty)
It would be fair to say the extremes in temperature and environment don’t get any more diverse than holidaying on the beach the Datai Resort, Langkawi, Malaysia (6 º longitude N – just above the equator) to Wanaka (Lake), in the deep south of the South Island, New Zealand (44 º longitude S).
The Wandering Palate’s recipe for an ideal urban family holiday catering to everyone’s needs and desires.
One of the conundrums of family holiday planning is trying to cater to everyone’s individual wants and needs, both adults and children. Actually, the reality is everything gets planned around the children, which is where most hotels fall short in catering to the most demanding of all guests. They may not pay the bill but I can assure you, if the kids are happy mum is happy. And if mums happy, dad is happy and you will potentially have a repeat customer.
Expounding on a recurring question, “When dining in a restaurant, do you choose the wine then the food, or the food first then the wine”? Logically, the food would normally come first, assuming one is heading to a restaurant with a particular cuisine or flavour in mind.
Back To Singapore
Back to the Future
“It would be doubly remiss to not remark further on the incursion to Singapore, but Monsieur Blog has been hoping for more documentary evidence in the form of photos.
Anyway, as orchestrated by Curtis Marsh, Wandering Menace of Eastern Parts…”
I’d heard so much from friends about Terroirs, the ‘natural’ wine bar in London’s West End we had already built up expectations that we would get our wine bar fix and a genuinely wholesome and stimulating experience.
Yesterday’s fishing expedition took a turn for the better and within a half hour two of us had pulled in some 21 Mackerel, yours truly bringing in the bulk of this and every time I put out the line I literally had to pull it back in. The in-coming tide was probably the reason for us encountering a school of fish and we probably won’t need any more Mackerel now with enough for breakfast for the next few days.
Another beautiful day in Cornwall, out at sea by 8am before the low-tide to check our lobsters pots. But no luck again save a young specimen that we threw back. Still, where’s there’s children there has to be adults so we re-baited the pots and hope we are more successful tomorrow.
If you happen to have some 1997 Domaine Guy Duflouleur Santenay ‘Clos Genets’, I would suggest leaving it for another 5 years yet.
At 13 years in bottle, this wine is still very youthful and when first opened quite primary and nervy in acidity, breathing out nicely over half an hour or so to reveal more generosity in fruit and texture, although accented on red currant and red cherry with a lingering sweetness and spicy, aniseed farewell.
A 7am chug around Falmouth Bay, that is the mouth of the Fal River, checking our lobster pots proved fruitless, although I did catch a Mackerel on the way back.
We set off to Helford Passage for lunch at the Ferryboat Inn, now run by the oyster and seafood specialist, Wright Bros, of Borough Market and their Soho restaurant, which we dined a few weeks back and had a most enjoyable experience. More on that later.