Epicurienne, travel lover and amateur foodie, was born in New Zealand, where the green-lipped mussels and Tip Top ice cream spoiled her tastes forever. At university she studied European languages before crossing the Tasman to become a Sydney-sider for a while.
After a year in Oz, replete with bush fires and dramatic sunsets, hotel shift work and the delight of meeting Kenny Everett and Cleo Laine during Mardi Gras, Epicurienne set off for the UK to study the fine and decorative arts (ie old paintings and breakables) but not before returning to New Zealand for a few weeks to fatten up on dairy products.
Following a stint at an auction house school and a spell in Venice which bewitched her forever, Epicurienne settled in London to undertake Real Work whilst harbouring a desire to one day write about her love of travel, different cultures and food, glorious food.
Epicurienne lives in London with Monsieur, her resident Frenchman. They are currently endeavouring to lose the weight gained through her more successful kitchen experimentation, and planning their next travel fix.
7 responses so far ↓
nathaliewithanh // June 22, 2008 at 8:56 pm |
I’m up for adoption. Adopt me. Je ne prends presque pas de place. Toute petite.
pastacarbonara // June 23, 2008 at 4:35 pm |
che bella vita! e poi che super viaggiatrice… complimenti! e viva Terzani, sempre
epicurienne // June 23, 2008 at 10:22 pm |
Grazie mille, Pastacarbonara! Molto gentile…
Terzani, sempre.
bonnieluria // July 12, 2008 at 2:00 pm |
What is a size zero anyway? They are non-existent people. They are invisible in the census, can’t vote, never get noticed at a dinner table, and the second helpings that they refuse, leave more for the rest of us.
epicurienne // July 12, 2008 at 2:57 pm |
Bonnie, I agree. Size zero is pure fiction unless you want to starve to death. Too many beautiful foods in this world to warrant us doing that.
S. Le // August 19, 2008 at 11:50 pm |
Green with jealousy. Yup, I am…
epicurienne // August 20, 2008 at 12:21 pm |
Well, S.Le, you needn’t be. Just like everyone, I have plenty of baggage. I just prefer to concentrate on the positive stuff, so that’s what I write about. With the occasional rant, of course!