Julia
She was tall and wry-voiced and always seemed tipsy, and the food was delicious.
But what I loved was the fearlessness, the joy and ease in her approach. She was the food-lover’s embodiment of the hymn I learned in childhood: Be not afraid – I go before you always. Come, follow me, and I will give you…dinner.
If there’s a heaven, I’m sure she’s there now, with plenty of food and tipple to keep her company.