Tuesday, March 10th. 12:24 p.m. Current temperature -23C. Seriously.
These are the kind of days that I retreat into my dream world.
The latest dream: finding a wonderful old mas in the south of France with an old olive grove and oil mill. Learning the art of making olive oil. Selling my award winning olive oil to the best restaurants across the world and delivering it to them personally. Having a huge vegetable garden with fresh produce all year long. Keeping laying hens and a few goats for milk, a pig named Petunia and 2 or 3 horses, not to mention a whole pack of dogs.
Okay, I'm awake, and I'm aware that this dream is a pretty specific one. Having said that I will continue to dream about it.
Today I have no recipe for you. Just a picture of France to help you go into a momentary dream world.
