With advancing age has come a graceful acceptance of my latent Anglophilia. Much of this serenity owes to the creeping realization that proficiency in any of the continental languages is unlikely; consequently, a thwarted expatriate’s aspirations might as well be confined to areas where the Mother Tongue is spoken. There but for chronic linguistic … Continue reading Edibles & Potables: Pie & mash with jellied eel? Don’t mention the “G” word