Not the first thing that springs to mind when you think of a seafood platter or meze. Delicious all the same. Earlier this week I was lucky enough to experience a platter of cooked and raw oysters: the cooked ones were with stilton and cream (and they were bloody good), the raw ones had accompaniments … More Oysters, squid and gin.
So, this weekend was supposed to be one of knuckling down and making a big dent in my ever-looming dissertation, however, as is the case for many people, my good intentions didn’t seem to materialise. Not that I’m complaining. When I started a new blog, I intended to blog at least twice a week (lol, … More A quintessentially English Sunday
In August last year, I spent a few blissful days on the Spanish Island of Menorca. I had been there before when I was 14 (also the location of being explicitly drunk for the first time), but hadn’t been back since. As I work in a primary school, holidays have now become difficult due to … More Sa Puig De Sa Roca