Category Archives: tarte tatin
brown sugar, how come you taste so good….*
A pudding as addictive as this is not for the abstemious nor for those who would eschew excesses of sugar and fat. This is phat….hot and tempting, dripping with butter and soft brown sugar, born out of a lasciviously lazy … Continue reading
another bloody pudding….
Zombie families roam the streets of social media whilst the TV screens in our homes are awash with life size images of intestines being drawn from the bowels of a recusant Catholic*and to follow there is always the not … Continue reading
Pear booty..
Their curvaceous booty is reminiscent of a group of elderly matrons chilling on a sun kissed beach. As we know to our cost, appearances can be deceptive for this is not a remake of “Les Baigneuses” but a group of … Continue reading
Pear tatin….. whilst dreaming of mangoes
As I was peeling the pears for this evenings pudding my eyes kept wandering and my mouth kept watering over the thought of the two ripe mangoes that were sitting in a bowl on the worktop. Winter directs my hand … Continue reading
It could so easily have become a crock…..
“Nuts” I said to myself “my chances of photographing that rainbow are fat and none”. As I ran upstairs to grab the camera I caught sight of the carrier bag full of walnuts which two of our grandchildren had collected … Continue reading