When all else fails, soup

It’s been a long two weeks, lots of books, and a long way back home. I share a recipe for soupe au pistou usually associated with high summer. Please forgive me for not diving into it when it was 40C.

On Sunday, we left London before the crack of dawn, our car loaded up with considerably more belongings than we’d left France with only two weeks before. Masses of books, of course. I visited lots of bookshops to sign copies of Notes From A Small Kitchen Island and didn’t leave any of them without adding a few volumes to my collection, leading Séan to s…