I know it’s been a while since I’ve had a recipe here, and I’m afraid I’m not here to remedy the situation. Not today. You see I have been shamelessly gallivanting around the Tuscan hills up until a week ago and I sincerely believe at least a third of me is still over there, feet tramping through poppy fields, skin refreshed by cool mountain air and gelato melting over my fingers faster than I can lick it.
So call it a kind of post-holiday lethargy, a time shortage, or let’s just blame jet lag, that old scapegoat, but I have no dish for you today. As the Italians say…..Is ok? Va bene!
What I do have for you are some images, a representation of what I got up to in the food styling and photography part of the Plated Stories workshop. And what I can say was that there was something inspiring about styling and shooting that assortment of foods in that sunny Tuscan Villa. Briana, Paola, Robin, Cathy and I jostled for space, cutlery and photography boards, claiming patches of sunlight like cats. And after the used and abused vegetables were fed to the resident donkey Socrates, we took a look at our images and were a little bit proud of what we had produced.
So here are some of mine and I promise that next time there will be real food. Or at least, a recipe.