A Photo Tour of Toulouse

A brief sojourn to the South West of  the motherland, where my own weight in duck parts was consumed.

Joy for €2.50

Goodness Gracious Gstaad.

My Bag(atelle), baby!

According to the ribbon-bound, creamy, thick paper menu sitting on my lap right now, on the 25th January of this year, at about 7.45 p.m. I was tucking into a “Courte nage de langoustines au persil frais” – or “aromatic langoustine broth with fresh parsley” at La Bagatelle, restaurant of the Grand Chalet hotel, Gstaad. There may not be a press invite to “Dinner” heading my way any time soon, but boy do I  get some good breaks in my line of work.