Some snapping around Soho and the discovery of farinata. Spent the rest of the week trying to make it but couldn’t get the consistency right. I’m confused by the lack of agreement on what a “cup” is, but then this…
My study is finished and it’s divine. A sanctuary in a dusty building site. I haven’t been the same since I discovered that Christian Lacroix does wallpaper – OMG, it takes all the pain out of decorating, not that I'm…
When in Burgenland .... so a bit of wine-tasting was involved. Some interesting discoveries from Scheiblhofer and Hannas Reeh, but Giefing’s Marco Polo still takes some beating. Thrilled to see it did so well in this year’s Falstaff Guide. And…
If outdoor opera is magical, then outdoor operetta lakeside is utterly enchanting. Der Vogelhändler (Carl Zeller) at Mörbisch – a cast of thousands, a spectacle extraordinaire, lavish costumes, lavish scenery and a plot so complicated that I’m not even going…
Stone quarry, giant chandelier, stage-set, mostly red. Verdi’s Rigoletto. Breath-taking. There’s something magical about opera al fresco – unless, of course, it’s raining. Red symbolises “passionate love, seduction, violence, danger, anger, and adventure” (colormatters.com). And Rigoletto has it all. But…