Fergus Finlay: There is no more putrefying smell than that of abused entitlement

Everyone is hemmed in by the pandemic, longing for our proper turn to come so that vaccination will make some normal life possible again. That’s why most of us are so nauseated by this carry-on

Tue, 30 Mar, 2021 - 12:46

Fergus Finlay

Nearly 50 years ago, my young wife and I were given a present. (Miraculously, my wife is still young. Me, not so much.) It was a brace of pheasant, of all things.

We hadn’t a clue what to do with it. So we dug out a big old book that I think we were given as a wedding present. The Larousse Gastronomique, 1973 edition. It’s an enormous yoke, with more than 1,000 pages of French cuisine, and very haughty in style.