Normally when I think of mussels, I imagine feasting on moules frites in sunny Brittany whilst wistfully gazing out to sea, the whole scene looking like a sort of low-budget French Noir film. What I might not imagine is mussels… View Post

I have long fancied myself as a skier, after seeing many a glossy image of guys and gals enjoying an après-ski in glamourous ski wear, ‘I could be like one of the magazine people’ I thought to myself, with wine… View Post