It’s rosé, Jim, but not as we know it
I’ve just finished reading Dirt by Bill Buford, a warm, insightful, richly entertaining, often hilarious account of his five-year odyssey in French cuisine. It sees him move his wife and infant twins with him to France right at the start of the adventure. He enrols at L’Institut Paul Bocuse, before becoming accepted by locals and … Continue reading It’s rosé, Jim, but not as we know it