Gorging on the gastronomy of the Alentejo
We discovered on the whole Alentejo cuisine consisted of good quality products, unsophisticated meat and fish dishes, and portions that were generous to a ridiculous level. […]
We discovered on the whole Alentejo cuisine consisted of good quality products, unsophisticated meat and fish dishes, and portions that were generous to a ridiculous level. […]
For some reason I can’t explain, the past in Crete feels as though it walks besides us more so than in other places. An ancient marble column lying amidst the rocks on a beach is a reminder of a great civilization […]
Marvao, considered one of Portugal’s prettiest towns, lay virtually on our doorstep, around 10km and a 15 minute drive away. Yet after four weeks of living with it as a neighbour we knew we really ought to visit, we hadn’t done so. […]
Berchtesgaden’s attraction as a destination is thanks to a series of ingredients, some are wowsers, others are snippet sized. These are ten which would have us returning in a jiffy. […]
It was clear things weren’t going to end well at the Osteria a Stalla Sischesse in Sisco, northern Corsica. Dinner had started with a hearty and filling thick soup which was more stew than soup. […]
If a writer gets it very wrong about the Canaries, how can I trust them when it comes to other destinations? The answer is I can’t. […]
After dark, Marvao’s golden lights shimmer like a jewelled crown, the only light in the valley save for the moonlight that throws the landscape into blue shadows… […]
The drive from Alentejo through seemingly endless Extremadura plains to the UNESCO World Heritage Site of Cáceres wasn’t a classic one, apart from the eagles. […]
if I had to recommend one circular route on each of the seven main Canary Islands these are the ones I’d choose. […]
Game dishes in the Black Forest go together like sausage and mash. In this case wild boar sausage with mash potato, plus bacon, gravy, a hill of red cabbage, and, possibly to foster the illusion there’s a healthy element to all this, grapes, pear and cranberries. […]
The Cantina was tiny, dark, infectiously lively and our first proper taste of the life which makes Mouraria a seductive place to stay […]
The route from uptown Porto via Rua das Flores is a prime example. Last time we were in Porto we felt as though we’d strayed from the path when we stood on its quiet cobbles… […]
In an enchanted forest there are pixie doors in tree trunks; sorcerer’s incantations can be heard in the breeze rustling through leaves, and spindly branches reach out to tap you mischievously on the back as you pass by. […]
“Excuse me, can you tell me where we can get petrol please?”
“Espanha”.
It’s almost 4pm on a Saturday, we were supposed to be in Galegos an hour ago; we have no petrol, no idea where we are, and the nearest gas station is in Spain… […]
Calvi, tucked neatly into a crescent-shaped bay on Corsica’s north west coast, seems an appropriate base for the French Foreign Legion. […]
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