When foodies masquerading as editors (including your correspondent) start showing off their taste for sliced truffles and other hideously expensive culinary tidbits in their columns, hit back with a dictionary. Ask the mycophagous fellows where they get their Rabasse de Provence.

Now any freebooter worth his or her junket ought to know that we’re talking about the extortionately priced...

It’s time we confronted one of the neglected facts of fitness life: one could blather on about push-ups and squats till the cows come home. But the fact remains that hardly anybody finds exercise exciting. We know that many of you folks are likely to burrow deeper into your blankets at the very thought of getting up only to sweat and grunt in the morning. So, if you are not active and need...