I have been, for many years now, a Francophile & gourmand (aka “a greedy bastard”). I started writing these after meals out because for me they were epic events in many ways, and also I wanted something captivating to read when the girls bung me in a home for decommissioned dentists... probably a lot sooner… Continue reading The Journey Begins
L’ami Louis
“Send him to L’ami Louis” came the retort from chef patron Marc Renzland a quarter of a century ago. I was in the basement of his pistachio green and stellar restaurant, Chez Max, off the Fulham Road after a busy lunch service. Chez Max served the best French bourgeois cooking in London at that time...… Continue reading L’ami Louis
Guy Savoy Faire
I’ve never been in an F1 pit lane before, but I have long admired the way the teams McLaren, Ferrari et al change wheels, replace damaged wings, refuel and polish helmets in fractions of a second. Going to a 3-star Michelin restaurant wasn’t where I expected to experience the F1 pit lane sleight of hand. To explain. That venerable,… Continue reading Guy Savoy Faire
Paul Bocuse: Le Restaurant
When I was a small boy, Charles de Gaulle was president of France I decided I rather liked him as he was tall, had a huge conk, often wore a hat and was driven around in large Citroen DS, a car I have always loved. At about the time I developed my liking for Le General,… Continue reading Paul Bocuse: Le Restaurant
The Francophile Gourmand 