Category: Desserts
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Apple, Pear and Plum Crumble with Hazelnuts
If I was banished to a desert island but could request one food to sustain me until the end of my days, it would be apple crumble. This might be why I wrote ‘dessert island’ just now and had to correct it – sadly, this is not an edible island floating in a sea of…
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French recipe: Peach Mille Feuille
If I could be a fruit, I would like to cast my vote to be a peach. There may be a lot of us peaches jostling in the fruit bowl. There is a reason this blog’s logo is a peach – it’s a little cheeky (the peach emoji connotations have a lot to answer for).…
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Cheat’s Ice Cream Sandwich Ideas
Ice cream never struck me as a satisfying dessert – it’s the snack you eat in a cone by the beach, not the exclamation mark to end a meal. (If you disagree, I will see you outside aka the comments section.) But, let me just clarify. The act of squishing said ice cream between two…
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French recipe: Peach and Apricot Clafoutis
Summer: it’s the season to brave the heaving weekend markets, jostling old biddies with their shopping carts. It’s the time to drink iced coffee in the morning, and share a sliced peach so juicy you need some paper towel on hand. It’s the smell of the mosquito spirals burning, their smoke blowing through your window.…
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Summer Roulade with Raspberries, Strawberries and Basil: Easy Elevenses Recipe
My boyfriend is called Gaylord. He was named after a character in a book, apparently a rambunctious little boy. When we met (one day, I will tell you that story as it’s a good one), I assumed he was joking when he introduced himself. Now, I don’t hear the name as it is his. He…
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Easy Cherry and Almond Galette
Cherry season in Toulouse is early – one year I missed it entirely as it just kind of creeps in, slips onto supermarket fruit and veg shelves in the dead of night, then before you know it, they’ve been there for weeks coolly filing their nails and concealing yawns. I’m sorry guys, you’re just annoyingly…
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The Perfect Eton Mess with Strawberries and Raspberries
Finally the French windows are throw open, the laundry is hanging up outside and fluttering in the breeze and I feel like I’m in a washing detergent advert at last. Even doing the laundry is better in the summer. Roland Garros is on the TV, not that I’m watching, my desk is conveniently angled in…
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Blueberry, Lemon and White Chocolate Cookies
I write this as I eat cookies. Cookies for breakfast are fine yes? Maybe they’re more suited to the weekend – if pancakes are too ambitious on Saturday morning, then opening a packet of Marylands isn’t too offensive – but Monday? I haven’t even found the wagon, let alone fallen off it. But what can…
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Burnt Basque Cheesecake with Poached Rhubarb
I’m not what one would describe as a perfectionist. Gaylord and my mum commiserate about my appalling washing up and Gaylord has a mini panic attack whenever he sees how I hang laundry. There are occasional times though when I’m seemingly possessed by perfectionism; it kind of sneaks up on me and has me bound…
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Tiramisu with Raspberries and Chocolate
A few years ago, my family and I each did a DNA test. Most of the results were evident without doing the cheek swab; our family is resolutely British, with a big blob of DNA in England which is then squashed and spread into Scotland and Wales. What we did discover, however, was that there…