Welcome to our blog
There’s no roadmap for a life spent chasing the next great meal. You stumble into it—sometimes in the back of a dive bar, sometimes at a family table where the recipe’s older than the country you’re in. I’m Julie Harris—chef, pub owner, cookbook author, and unapologetic eater. I’ve burned my hands in too many kitchens, spilled too many drinks behind the bar, and still, I keep coming back for more. Because food isn’t just food—it’s history, people, and the stories we tell over the last bite on the plate. From the late-night fry-ups in my pub to the smoky backstreets of Asia, this is where we get our hands greasy, our bellies full, and our passports stamped in sauce. Welcome to the journey.
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No one left behind: A Christmas Feast, not a NATO mission
Christmas is a time for breaking bread, clinking glasses, and filling the room with that glorious symphony of voices rising in laughter and good-natured debate. It’s…
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93 years of pastry, patience, and pure deliciousness
There’s something enduring about a family recipe. It’s not just food; it’s a map of a life lived well, seasoned with joy and sadness, love and…
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The cultivation of a mouthgasm: lion’s mane mushrooms
Growing your own food is like alchemy—a dirty, messy magic trick where soil and time conjure sustenance. But growing a lion’s mane mushroom? That’s culinary sorcery…
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How my cleavage became dessert
Somewhere in the heart of Vendée, on an evening that smelled like pine and lavender, I sat at my cousin Hélène’s table. Hélène—a master in the…
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Cornflakes and comfort: Remembering Elske
Elske was one of those people who seemed born to make others feel at home. She had a rare warmth that wrapped around you like an…
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Cold lentils and German disapproval: My pilgrim bond with Jurgen
There are people you meet on a journey who feel less like strangers and more like long-lost friends—the kind of person who makes you wonder if…