It’s Week 48 since the French government sent me home after they realised Covid-19 wasn’t going away on its own. Right now, my house is quiet and still, barre the dripping of defrosting ice on the kitchen terrace and the hum of my oven as it dries out yet another batch of rusks for the … More The Year That COVID-19 and The French Government Gave Me An Unexpected Sabbatical (and allowed me to realise that I will never be able to write a recipe book.)