It’s hard for me to admit that I can’t make something in the kitchen, but I have had to come to terms with the fact that I am simply incapable of making a straightforward galette sarrasin. I adore buckwheat in bread and as kasha and, when someone else makes them, as buckwheat pancakes, but I simply cannot get the hang of them.

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This time of year, approximately speaking, is ripe for investigating food and cultures, as in the episode Celebrating Passover and Easter. With Passover just behind and Easter just ahead, I’m happy to resurrect some more ancient posts.

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My own personal Wayback Machine recently reminded me that as the first Covid lockdown got under way I was forced to address some prominent myths about sourbread baking being promulgated.

All well and good. A columnist for hire must occasionally promulgate timely myths if they are to earn a cru...

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Once again, later than it “ought” to be, but this time the answer is simple: holidays. A glorious couple of weeks tooling around Sicily with one of my best, and longest-standing, friends and the Squeeze. If I wanted to delay this round-up even more, I’d focus first on writing that up, but I won’t.

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⏱️ 01:48   ⇄29.7km   ⌀16.3km/h   ↗?m   ↘?m

Another fine ride, and for the first time with an old friend and his old bicycle, a beautiful Moulton. We met for a preliminary coffee in a newly reclaimed park down by the Tiber, which when I lived nearby was a barren wasteland used mostly by junkies,...

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