For four days my language and my tastes have finally taken effect.
Saturday night we went to eat in pubs in Cockington, a park close to Torquay, where the food is luxurious, all served with various sauces and Salsette, among them being the mustard Djion.
Sunday Francesca has delighted us with potato dumplings and other delicacies, all exceedingly good.
Monday I ate ravioli with sauce and mozzarella and yesterday we reached an apotheosis with rice, potatoes, mussels and zucchini.
can not imagine how satisfying cooking (actually prepared Antonella, I just grated cheese), a typical dish from Puglia to more than 2000 km away. Obviously the pot has been re-arranged, considering the ingredients that can be found in English soil. Mussels, therefore, were not those of Taranto, but they were frozen, the cheese was not cheese, but the Cedda, the oil was not to Andria, but an oil extra virgin of the Somerfield supermarket. What counts though is the end result and I can assure you that it was delicious!