For some odd reason I want a nice large bowl of fish stew. This need hit me today as I chauffeured Sweet Wife point to point. At each stop Her Highness allowed me to sit and wait. Thankfully I keep a couple of books in the car just for such emergencies. Today I read Peter Mayle, his 'Year In Provence.'
As I'm sure you know chapters of the book cover each month of a year and if I remember correctly it was November where he wrote of fish stew...doesn't really matter, because tomorrow I shall make a batch of this delicious gift of the sea with a large baguette of toasted bread soaked with garlic and butter.
Wish you were here to join us for dinner. Or, better yet, find a recipe and make your own....
Take care,
Stephen
