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Tour Du Soleil

This hut-to-hut ski tour held true to its name, as we enjoyed five days of pure sunshine and untracked powder in this little travelled corner of Switzerland and Italy. A real purists ski tour, we travelled from Binntal to Realp, crossing over the Italian/Swiss border several times during the week and used no lifts or taxis to link our route along the way. We covered approx 60km/40miles and climbed nearly 5000m/16,000ft over the course of the tour.

Since we were travelling in the opposite direction that skiers normally cover this route, we were able to do all of our skinning up on solid south facing slopes and then ski untracked powder on all of the north faces. Despite the heat, the sun was a very welcome companion throughout.

More Local Than a Veg Box

I was thinking about veg box delivery the other night. Since I went (mostly) vegetarian a few months ago, I’ve learned a lot about my tastes in food and my dependence on fossil fuels. This time around with vegetarianism, I’m learning to enjoy vegetables rather than just trying to replace meat.

Local vegetable box services like Riverford Organic or Abel and Cole, offer a fantastic way for busy modern people to get local and sometimes even organic produce delivered right to their doors. It cuts down on food miles, and thus carbon footprint, of your produce and gives you a chance to eat more seasonally, since your food is coming from reasonably local producers.

But everyone has horror stories about boxes of mid-winter vegetables that lurk behind sexier foods in the cupboard and threaten a February uprising of kale and turnips. Roots and greens lack a certain foodie sexiness, but I like this sort of constraint. Unfamiliar greens provide an opportunity for me to sharpen cooking skills and break my habit for exotic fruit and veg that so often has horrible consequences for water resources in far-flung parts of the world.

Walking home yesterday, I passed our local market garden, run by some elderly local gardeners. I was reminded of my promise to subscribe to a veg box service, when I realised that I had the ultimate veg box just 200 metres from my front door. All the most seasonal, locally grown produce, minutes from my kitchen and all of it payable by an honour system money box.

On this occasion, the cauliflower I was seeking for a curry was gone, but I was talked into a towering stalk of brussel sprouts by the wily gardener. I’d never be tempted to buy these in a shop, but they were cheap, fresh and the twinkly eyes of the old lady told me I was on to a winner. Steamed, with a herby butter (recipe below) they made a delicious, healthy lunch and a warm reminder that if you can ignore the siren call of online veg delivery, you can find most of what you want, right under your nose.


Recipe - Brussel Sprouts with Sage Butter

Ingredients

  • 1 kg fresh brussel sprouts
  • generous knob of butter
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons fresh sage
  • 1 spring onion or a random corner of a shallot
  • salt & fresh ground pepper

Trim the brussel sprouts from their stalk and trim away any hard stems. Give them a good scrub in cold water and cut them in half, lengthwise to reveal their curly, cabbagey centres. Steam until just tender to pierce with a fork, but don’t overcook them. Mushy sprouts are the cause of worldwide sprout-phobia.

While the sprouts are steaming, melt the butter in a small saucepan and add the chopped sage and spring onion or shallot. Let the butter bubble up, but don’t let it brown. You should end up with crispy sage bits and a rich flavour.

Pour the butter over the steamed sprouts and season with sea salt and lots of fresh pepper. Serve immediately.

Spawn!

Spring is on its way and the frogs are feeling frisky. At least a dozen horny hoppers filling our pond with spawn and amphibian aphrodesiac.

Greg Returns to the UK

Big brother Greg has returned to the UK for a triumphant visit, this time as a new uncle.

Venetian Holiday

Venice turned out to be everything that I imagined it would be, which is such a rarity in the jaded world we live in. The car free city unfolds for the curious walker and the boat borne traveler. With a baby in tow, there is always a little face to remind you to look up into the incredible mosaiced ceilings.

Between every building, in every chink in the architecture, the sunlight sparkles off the canals and draws your eye like a bejeweled Venetian princess.

For Venetian travellers who are fans of the Uxbridge English Dictionary on the BBC’s I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue I have a new definition:

Macademia - A Venetian school of mosaic nut paving