Tagged: French

Bokor, where the corridors are silent.

To escape the sultry humidity of Phnom Penh the colonial French found themselves a remote mountain near the coast, Bokor Hill. Up there the mist drifted in, cold and refreshing, a perfect place for a hill station. In the 1920s they built a small community...

French Chocolate Cake

Here’s a perfect cake to slot into your repertoire, or print it out, fold it and slip it between the pages of one of your favourite recipe books, or is that just something I do? Why, you may ask? Well, apart from the fact that...