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Spring Sprung

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Rhubarb from the garden cooked under sponge served with cream for pudding yesterday, the main was ham boiled in ginger beer, then baked off with a mustard and muscovado crust, served with new potatoes boiled with fresh mint, and a fresh parsley sauce. To start, it was nettle soup.

Lots of tastes of spring. Time to pity those unlucky enough not to be in England.

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"Lots of tastes of spring. Time to pity those unlucky enough not to be in England."

I completely agree and I'm quite envious. I lived and worked in the London area for some time before moving back to Canada a few years ago. In the spring, I always headed out to The Slaughters where I'd rent a cottage. Wonderful. And of all the things to miss, it's those English new potatoes. We just don't quite get them like that here.

You can keep the English winters though; I'll take the white stuff over here any day over all that damp and gloom.

For autumn (or fall as we say here) over there, I always loved Tuscany. But where I really like to be in the fall is either in what we call the Eastern Townships of Qu├ębec or down in New England - Vermont and New Hampshire in particular. Spectacular.


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