For a week with old friends. Started out in freezing, icy London. Now in sunny but cool Padstow.
We stopped for an excellent Sunday lunch at the lovely Coombeshead Farm.
The bread was extraordinary. I wish I had gotten a photo of the butter, which was a bright deep yellow. From Guernesey cows.
And there were roasted beets and chicken and a beautiful salad. Black currant and hazelnut tart with rhubarb sorbet to finish. Yum.