The tale of a biscuit…

I’m randomly dipping into Elizabeth David’s “An Omelette and a Glass of Wine” – a collection of some of her journalism both published and not, the latter demonstrating that she was just as capable of writing rubbish as the rest of us, which is reassuring, and, as I’m about to relate, some of  it actually got published.

In an article entitled Summer Holidays (originally published in The Spectator, August 24, 1962, though the narrative is clearly set in the past), David relates the discovery of a hitherto unsuspected Continue reading