Slow Fish
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Slow Fish

Genoa is a place that, until now, I had always driven through without stopping: with so many charming towns to choose from along the Italian Riviera, somehow it seemed too big and daunting.

Pizzaria Etienne, Marseille
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Pizza in Marseille

For most people Marseille means bouillabaisse, the once-humble fisherman's stew that has come to symbolize the city's rich cultural mix. But, as we drove to Marseille, I had one thing on my mind: pizza.

Molino dei Guisi
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November on the Italian Riviera

We celebrated Philippe's birthday by returning to Oneglia, on the Italian riviera.

Porto Maurizio, Liguria, Italy
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A weekend in Liguria

I've been to Italy more times than I can count, especially since I moved to Nice. So you would think I would stop getting so childishly excited every time I cross the border.

Fruit vinegars

The best fruit vinegars

It all started with a few tiny bottles, small enough to slip into my hand luggage without causing suspicion at the airport.

Cockerel with chestnut, honey & peaches
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Cockerel with chestnut honey and peaches

It has always come naturally to me to throw fruit into a salad - raspberries with asparagus, figs with feta cheese, blood oranges with beets - yet in France this makes me something of an eccentric.

Les Cevennes
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Les Cévennes

Staying in a chambre d'hôtes with breakfast and dinner included would be a new way for us to spend a summer holiday, but the more I thought about it the more I liked the idea of leaving the cooking to someone else - especially when that someone seemed to love food as much as I do.

Olives, Arles Market

The Arles market

My first visit to the medieval city of Arles happily coincided with the Saturday market along boulevard des Lices.

Langoustines
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Keeping cool

The sun is far too dazzling here in Nice so I'm off to England for a few days, where it promises to be cold and wet.