Aside from this, ordinary ingredients are treated with respect - the meat is tender and fat-less, vegetables are ripe and full of flavour, wine needs no additives. Seasonality seems to be the key.
I love domestic train journeys, getting to see into the life of a place from a different angle- even your town and surrounding area seems to take on a different, secret face. In foreign countries, once the nervousness of getting on the right train is over, you see the real country - that which is not tidied up for tourists. It is wonderful to see peoples' back gardens and somehow it's as though you have called to a friends house unannounced. Between Brussels and Lueven we saw many gardens split into 2, part flowers and lawn, part allotment. It was great to see. (Is it sad though that it made me miss our plot?)