I spent half term in Portugal.
Not the gourmet fest of a previous week in Puglia at the wonderful Borgo Egnazia (my full review of that will appear in the JC this month) as Mr Fresser and I were accompanied by our fussy pot children. (Those genes are definitely all his.)
Fine dining was out of the question. All meals were in taken in our apartment or in restaurants offering a children’s menu — a concept I fundamentally disapprove of. Anything for a quiet life.
I did manage a few foodie highlights: