Ok, so here goes. I have entered the ether and what can I possibly say? My views on blogs, blogging and bloggers, (blogeurs?) has been low to nil to say the least. A slight tacky sensation would film the roof of my mouth in a similar manner to some over reduced veal glace when confronted with this new fangled 'tinternet' thingy. Heaven forbid I come across like Julie...heaven forbid I get stuck to my computer rather than a stove...heaven forbid I start caring whether anyone is reading this. Regardless, here I am. First and foremost I am a chef, (more on that later) increasingly I am a food photographer and food writer. For many years I have had a regular feature in Exeter Living and Salisbury Life magazines. I have had free reign and no editing from a great guy who has moved on. New editor, new rules. I am sure this is for the best, for as you will find out...I do go on. This change of the guard has been my spur. At the mere whiff of a cursory curtailment I demand an unfiltered forum to spill my guts about spilling guts or wherever else my food journey may take me. I look forward to banking an archive of all my anorak-ish thoughts on food and the people and places that get my chef's blood pumping. Off to pick some ceps.
Everything for a reason, everything in season.