Bridle the Wind

Joan Aiken has a wonderful way of writing about journeys and, sometimes, the food you can pick up along the way.

Here she is in “Bridle the Wind”. Her hero Felix, probably on horseback, stops en route to somewhere. This feels like Spain.

“I was able to buy from her a couple of long red sausages (festoons of them were hanging from the rafters to dry), a cold omelette, and a long loaf of bread. I also persuaded her to sell me a chahokoha, or goat-skin wine bottle.”