Monthly Archives: February 2016

Otto’s: a special mention

I wrote a little about Otto’s in my last blog, and I just wanted to underline its brilliance again. Generally you would think an empty restaurant best avoided. When we ate at Otto’s last Friday, nestled between a dry cleaners … Continue reading

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We came, they shopped, I ate…

If I could have put that in Latin I would have. Just back from an excellent if freezing trip to London. Elodie, Gaspard and the girls shopped (and also went to the British Museum, Harrry Potter and Madame Tussaud’s). I … Continue reading

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It’s probably just me…

One phenoomen of early twenty-first century English is driving me mad. As a child it was beaten in to me that no literacy crime was worse than the split infinitive. Today it is endemic. It is in government literature, all … Continue reading

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The Bare Necessities

As I was out riding the hills of the Veneto yesterday, I was listening to Desert Island Disks, and specifically those of the Irish writer Coim Toibin. It’s a really good episode. As time rolls on, I seem increasingly less … Continue reading

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First roll to the mother road

Winter training inside on the home trainer has tended to be regular and fast, with a slightly unrealistic average of 22 km’s per hour. The figures tended to flatter until today when I at last managed to get my new … Continue reading

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Tulip Fever: John Fox, the end of the affair

Or more depressingly, just the beginning. Tulip Fever, the South Sea Bubble, Bernie Madoff; it has been seen many times before. Quite an animated exchange this morning  (not quite as animated as this on Vinous) with a London colleague because … Continue reading

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Romain Guiberteau: Frankly, Mr Shankly

As Morrissey once sang, but not à propos… What makes Cheval Blanc so particular? It’s not that beautiful old cedar dans le parc, it’s not Pierre Lurtons’s ubiquitous buff waistcoats. It’s the Cabernet Franc. Cabernet Franc, a Bordelais odd ball, … Continue reading

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