Tam goes on a food and English wine matching mission.
Our 19th wedding anniversary was supposed to be spent overlooking the blue waters of the Indian Ocean on the beautiful south coast of KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa – miles of white sands, the scent of fynbos, warm sunshine, Swartland bush-vine Chenin and a plenitude of fresh seafood.
Lockdown necessitated a new plan. British rather than South African. Instead of the Indian Ocean, our kitchen. Instead of white sands, a table full of white flowers. Instead of fynbos, Jo Malone. Instead of warm sunshine, central heating. Instead of South African Chenin, English...