What will the local markets be like in a few decades? Or even in a few years? Will the neighbourhood little markets, aimed at specific niches, sprout and flourish in order to serve the concerns and tastes of those who only wish to buy tomatoes that smell and taste like real tomatoes from the garden, apples that are not unrealistic...
RUSTICO, MINERAL LIKE THE BRIGHT SUN "Golden, persistent and crisp. Endured by three generations of wine producers from Valdobbiadene, in the Venetian region of time-honoured Italy, and protected by the sparkling ice formations of the Dolomites. This is how I envision Nino Franco Rustico: a mineral and sunny treasured Prosecco wine, enlivened by the ancestral fruity flavours of the Glera grapes and...
Most people think of Alentejo as a harsh, rotund desert. Where temperatures rise way above the 40oC on a mid-summer day and the ground itself has nothing to offer except dust and rock solid earth. What they can't see is that this land is one of generosity, one of grandeur in everything that it owns, one that gives all that it...
For ye shall enter in a wicked house, where the shelves are made of vicious sugar and the window displays are filled with tantalizing pastries. Here, the only sound ye will hear is a slow, grating, crunchy, luscious "eat me, eat me...
Friendships are unexpected events. Like forgotten sweet treats you find in your pockets or hot chilli flavour twisted in your raspberry jam. This weekend we got the proof of that. At Plate to Page Food Photography and Writing Workshop, held in Ireland. Between lines written and pictures conquered to harsh rain, curious people from across the globe, literally, warmed our hearts as...