Well dear readers, I’m off again!
This time to the wedding for which I utterly failed to diet (Andrea, you win), to be seen standing up very straight in my red dress, trying to remember not to breathe. Then it’s on to Morzine, where I trained to be a chalet girl back in the heady days of 1998… blast from the past ‘n all that. No doubt some French food and wine will be sampled along the way…
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with this rather wonderful posting from a reader of this blog. As if I didn’t have enough culinary ambition, here are 100 ways to get paid to eat 🙂