by Daisy Tudor | Mar 10, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
February, oh February. February is the highest of seasons in Verbier and therefore we are all expected to work pretty much non-stop. Around this time of year it is common to see ski instructors walk around town with blank stares and dark circles under their eyes after...
by Daisy Tudor | Feb 6, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
Dear Friends, Greetings from a very warm and not so snowy Verbier. Eliott and I got back from Japan last Tuesday and since then we’ve been waking up at 4.30 every day. I thought jet-lag was reserves for people who had private planes and attended international business...
by Daisy Tudor | Jan 16, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
The Cork Harvest “Nicholaaaaas”. The accent was firmly on the last syllable. A group of village elders were keeping well back inside the open door of Niño’s Bar to escape the rain. I crossed over under the wet February sky – something...
by Daisy Tudor | Jan 16, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
Sausages Now that the majority of households have freezers, there is obviously not the necessity to salt and cure the whole pig, but the tradition of making ‘chacina’ , sausages, is still very strong and families come together for the annual ’matanza’ as they would...
by Daisy Tudor | Jan 16, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
Romerias Romerias are pilgrimages where the Virgin from the local village church is taken out and processed to usually a shrine in the country. They are great colourful days out that happen once a year for each village and are very special. people plan their...
by Daisy Tudor | Jan 16, 2024 | Letters from El Moro
Bread and Tomatoes “No hay nada mas largo que un dia sin pan” … “There’s nothing so long as a day without bread”, said Eugenio as he broke open his daily loaf to accompany breakfast of a fresh picked rosy beef tomato and a strip of very streaky home-cured bacon,...
