After traveling over, 5400km across Portugal, Spain, England and France plus two ferry crossings and five weeks away the “Grandparents Tour of Europe” (as our friends aptly named it) is over and we are now home! Exhausted we must now return to the treadmill of normality, whatever “normal” is here in this la la land... Continue Reading →
Leite Creme – Portuguese Custard
This traditional Portuguese custard is usually served on its own, or with cake or fruit. My original intention was to serve the Leite Creme (custard) with my Rhubarb Crumble. Unfortunately, my oven conspired against me and refused to work so my uncooked crumble was subsequently banished to the freezer until my oven is mended. Ingredients... Continue Reading →
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken
This week’s, now last week's WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge is/was "Broken" (I should have removed the greasy fingerprints from the oven door BEFORE taking the photo!) I trawled through my photographs for over an hour looking for inspiration as to a suitable photo for this weeks now last week's photo challenge “Broken” Nada! The photo... Continue Reading →
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An Assador de Barro is NOT a Portuguese Toast Rack
For many years I believed the clay dishes sold by the Artesanos in Portugal (Pottery shops) were toast racks. Yes, toast racks! I pondered over the design of these strange dishes, as you would, and decided Portuguese “toast racks” were extremely impractical as they would not hold many slices of toast. Well what else could... Continue Reading →
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Frozen Condoms in France!
OK, OK this is not my normal type of post and please don’t panic; Piglet is not branching out into pornography, but just sharing one of my French “adventures”. One of our shopping forays for our daughter Piglet in France was to buy a whole list of obscure items including gel to kill ants, bra... Continue Reading →
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The Grocery Shopping “Experience” in Portugal
Living in a country where English is not the first language certainly takes you out of your comfort zone, especially when it comes to food shopping. Imagine walking into a supermarket and suddenly there are none of your favourite foods and familiar brands; throw the added complication of language into the mix and you may... Continue Reading →
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A Turkish “Experience” in France
I am rarely lost for words but on this occasion I was almost speechless. To set the scene we had been walking around Lyon (France) taking numerous photographs in sub-zero temperatures and I was desperate for a hot cup of coffee and the loo (toilet). Frozen to the bone we decided to stop at a... Continue Reading →
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Tennis anyone?
Mosquito Tennis Have you ever been woken from a deep slumber by a high pitch zzzzzzz ? You lay motionless not daring to breathe; just praying you were mistaken and that it was not the dreaded mosquito. Minutes pass, nothing, so you roll over and go back to sleep relieved you must have been dreaming. Not... Continue Reading →
Piglet in Portugal 