At this time of year Nature conspires with men to produce a contrariness in the flattened versions of some stoned fruit. A peach is a peach when it is suggestive; when its curves make one smile with greedy lust; when the sight of the soft fuzz on the peachy skin takes us sighing back to summers of our youth. It is hard to resist touching the shapely “jolies fesses” of the traditional peach; to gently press the warm flesh to confirm its readiness for the next step that will end with juice dribbling and finger licking. That is the peach moment; we have been inpeached. As with so many things libidinous the French language hits the spot – “j’ai la peche d’enfer” which literally translates as having the peach of hell, a truly wicked peach, a peach of a wicked peach but means, quite simply, “I’m feeling great…couldn’t be fucking better”…on a la peche. So, round sexy peaches are the business yet, sitting right next to them in the fruity seraglio are these little flattened, doughnutty dudes. Hard to take seriously but, as the song says “….never make a pretty woman your wife..” and one bite of this belle laide will put you straight. Flat peaches are dribbingly good: they have an intense peachiness that comes at the cost of not getting the wolf whistles but with the benefit of having admirers and addicts kneeling and begging for more. I am mad for flat peaches and I bought a whole tray of them for 2€; has there ever been a better purchase…apparently New York didn’t cost much but who wants a big apple when there is a bear market in flat peaches. The downside in bulk buying of ripe peaches in hot summer weather becomes almost instantly apparent…they’re not for the long haul so eat up.
Among the many benefits of the photography courses that I have run over the past few years is the quality of the food blogs of the alumnae. One of these is Emma at Fork and Pixel who is not only a wonderful cook but was also Highly Commended in the 2015 Pink Lady Food Photography Competition which is no mean achievement. Check out her delicious recipe for Peach Melba Squares. My version is Melba free as I had no raspberries but was still delicious….I still had to eat a lot of flat peaches so it is safe to say that “moi, j’ai la peche d’enfer”.