On Saturday we went to the Fiesta de Porca Celta with our neighbours. Porca Celta is a local rare breed of pig. The Celtic Pig was prevalent in Galicia before the Franco era and almost died out, but is now being bred commercially again by a group of enthusiasts. The oak forests around Sarria areContinue reading “Festival of celtic pork.”
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Appreciating my neighbourhood
Facebook reminded me yesterday that it is eighteen years since we made the descsion to buy this house. We had first viewed it a couple of months earlier, and we were on our second viewing trip in the area. After a couple of days, we realised that each time we saw a house; we comparedContinue reading “Appreciating my neighbourhood”
Christmas Traditions
Christmas has officially started in our house, or it will when Steve arrives back from his Spanish lesson. We are cooking today — some lovely treats — for our Christmas break. Of course, we are retired, so maybe Christmas break is a misnomer, but it doesn’t feel like that for us. It feels like aContinue reading “Christmas Traditions”
The baker’s shop. A memoir.
Almost all the happy memories I have of my childhood revolve around food. My mum enjoyed cooking and my dad enjoyed eating. Not only was my mother an excellent cook, but she was an extrovert, sociable hostess and, in the early sixties, these were admirable qualities.Memory is fickle and changes with family stories and perception,Continue reading “The baker’s shop. A memoir.”
Scones
I recently watched a TV cooking competition on YouTube. The judges asked the contestants to cook something which was a family tradition and reminded them of home.One girl made scones. She told the judges that every day after school she went to her gran’s house, and her granny made the best scones. Her face litContinue reading “Scones”
Abigail Thorne 