RecipeMuncher

So a Frenchman arrives bearing cheeses and wines which you duly wolf for lunch, but what to feed him for dinner? Well trad English had to be the way forward since his culinary experience has not really crossed the Channel (or The Sleeve as they call it in France). And Pot-kicker-T isn’t overenamoured of the English kitchen so unlikely to have educated the fellow, ‘in England they don’t like food and everything comes out of tins’. Not her words that I’m aware of, but (...)