Monthly Archives: April 2019
“Let me show you to your table.” Such simple words did not prepare me for the uninterrupted panorama that is Mounts Bay and St. Michael’s Mount! The day was dull and grey. Torrential rain had followed us to Marazion (the origin of the town’s name is believed to be derived from the old Cornish Marghaisewe, meaning Thursday market), almost drowned us as we ran from the car park to the Godolphin Arms where we were to eat lunch, and then…..
People have been doing horrible things with traditional Cornish recipes for decades now, and primarily to boost the tourist trade. I even saw a curry pasty the other day! Let’s keep it ‘proper’ folks, and leave the carrots and cabbage out of what should be a “turmut, tates and mate,” pasty! As a young child growing up in Liskeard, Cornwall I loved groat or hog’s pudding. The butcher used to make house calls back then and groat pudding was always…..
“So all day long the noise of battle rolled Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur’s Table, man by man, Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their lord, King Arthur. Then, because his wound was deep, The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him, And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, A broken chancel with a broken cross, That stood on a dark strait of barren land: On one side lay the Ocean, and on one Lay a…..