Rosa Jackson's Edible Adventures

A few days in Montmartre with Haven in Paris
I have a vision of my perfect apartment in Paris. It would be high up - stairs don't scare me - with a small balcony and a sweeping view over the zinc rooftops, punctuated here and there with church spires and glimmering domes. 8 comment(s)

Menu for Hope: Win a Paris food itinerary, bid item EU19
Each year, in the midst of the Christmas rush, I like to make a little time for Menu for Hope. 1 comment(s)

The Paris-Brest at La Pâtisserie des Rêves
Never one to miss a new Paris pastry shop, I made a taxi screech to a halt when I spotted La Pâtisserie des Rêves back in September. 3 comment(s)

Ready, prêt, go: Eating on the run in London
For the school holidays, I took Sam to London to brush up his English. Well, that was the official excuse. 8 comment(s)

L'Ecole des Filles
The surreal extravagance of our last meal in Liguria left us with a quandary: how could any restaurant live up to that experience, which was all the more incredible for having caught us off guard? 2 comment(s)

Sunday in Liguria
When I want a complete change of scenery, I get in the car and drive for 40 minutes. As soon as we cross the border into Italy, everything is suddenly different: the people, the language, the music, the clothes, the coffee (especially the coffee). 7 comment(s)

Time for mirabelles
When summer decides that it's over in the south of France, it doesn't fool around. 5 comment(s)

Les Cévennes, donkey and all
Les Cévennes is a region barely known to tourists and even less so to foreigners, and that's the way I like it. Even so, it would seem a tiny bit selfish to keep quiet about my latest holiday in those wild mountains between Nîmes and Montpellier, which was different but every bit as extraordinary as last year's. 5 comment(s)

At home with Art Home
Everyone has been talking about Nomiya lately, and I was starting to feel like the only person who can't boast about having eaten at the ultra-cool temporary restaurant on the top floor of the Palais de Tokyo. 4 comment(s)

Au Petit Gari: a lesson in where not to eat
If my brief career as a Paris bistro chef has given me fresh admiration and respect for restaurant owners who care, it has also made me less forgiving of those who take the customer for an uncomfortable ride. 12 comment(s)