Epicurienne, travel lover and amateur foodie, was born in New Zealand, where the green-lipped mussels and Tip Top ice cream spoiled her tastes forever. At university she studied European languages before crossing the Tasman to become a Sydney-sider for a while.
After a year in Oz, replete with bush fires and dramatic sunsets, hotel shift work and the delight of meeting Kenny Everett and Cleo Laine during Mardi Gras, Epicurienne set off for the UK to study the fine and decorative arts (ie old paintings and breakables) but not before returning to New Zealand for a few weeks to fatten up on dairy products.
Following a stint at an auction house school and a spell in Venice which bewitched her forever, Epicurienne settled in London to undertake Real Work whilst harbouring a desire to one day write about her love of travel, different cultures and food, glorious food.
Epicurienne lives in London with husband, Monsieur, her resident Frenchman. They are currently endeavouring to lose the weight gained through her more successful kitchen experimentation, and planning their next travel fix.
I’m up for adoption. Adopt me. Je ne prends presque pas de place. Toute petite.
che bella vita! e poi che super viaggiatrice… complimenti! e viva Terzani, sempre
Grazie mille, Pastacarbonara! Molto gentile…
Terzani, sempre.
What is a size zero anyway? They are non-existent people. They are invisible in the census, can’t vote, never get noticed at a dinner table, and the second helpings that they refuse, leave more for the rest of us.
Bonnie, I agree. Size zero is pure fiction unless you want to starve to death. Too many beautiful foods in this world to warrant us doing that.
Green with jealousy. Yup, I am…
Well, S.Le, you needn’t be. Just like everyone, I have plenty of baggage. I just prefer to concentrate on the positive stuff, so that’s what I write about. With the occasional rant, of course!
Hello Epicurienne! I absolutely love the site! I’ve been meaning to visit for a while and I wish I had sooner.. We met in a pub in Notting Hill almost precisely a year ago, I think the pub’s ‘The Uxbridge’ – you know, nice pub. I was with my extremely tall ex boyfriend with whom I was making a film about Mexico?? I hope this is ringing some bells! I was going to send you an email but it wants me to go through Outlook for some reason which I don’t have set-up – so you’ve got a comment instead – and the comment is: wow, love it! want one – bet it’s a lot of work though non?? Anyway – all the best! Caroline
Hi Caroline – thanks for saying hello! Yes, it’s been ages. I remember it was threatening rain that evening and muggy as hell. How did your film end up? Anyway, sorry for the slow reply to your comment but I was busy getting married. Now that’s done, I’m back and all’s good and blogging will hopefully return to normal. In reply to your question, blogging the way I do it tends to be a lot of work because I love writing so end up writing loads each time, but it doesn’t have to be that time-consuming. I know other bloggers who put up photos each day with just a simple or funny caption, or write 10 lines ranting about the queue at the post office but then 100 another time talking about a wonderful meal they’ve just had. So it really does vary. If you want to e-mail again, the address is epicuriennemail(at)yahoo(dot)com