Looking back, I realise I could have ordered anything - with the possible exception of the goat curd - and been thrilled to bits.

If I lived in Matakana, I'd be kissing the feet of the people responsible for that toll road.

Toto is the kind of place you make a bit of an effort for.

Nothing, it seems, is too much trouble at O'Sarracino.

Jude and I settled on the Kerma-deck. Even under the umbrella we were hot.