Garden Picnic

Ξ May 28th, 2006 | → | ∇ Main Blog |

The backyard is cheerfully lit today as I set the outdoor table with cheerful food. There is homemade fish pie, oven-baked aubergine with generous bursts of sensuous tongue-tingling smoked paprika, a tangy tomato salsa to lift the fish pie right up out of the water. And a robust red wine to warm the inner cockles.

Of course the wine should have been a white, with fish. Maybe a sassy Semillon, or a racy Riesling, or even a garrulous Pinot Gris, a virtuous Verdelho or Viognier or maybe even the relatively unknown but mild-mannered Marsanne. Mais non, we don