Monday, 1 November 2010
When I went shopping the other day, I thought about what one comment said "For me, luxury is being able to buy what I want without worrying about money". In a world where lots of people simply can't eat, I am also grateful that I don't have to resort to "dumper diving" to get fed. So my luxuries are quite simple: fresh organic potatoes from a farm, living in a country where foraging for mushrooms and wild strawberries is a pleasure, markets where I can buy colourful tomatoes and courgettes, picking fresh herbs from my balcony. To have time to bake my own bread, and to drink good wine that doesn't have to be some show-off Robert Parker number. Most of all, that I was brought up to recognise and eat good food and not fall for the blingy stuff.