In the excitement of departing for Finland, I have realised that I didn't tell you of my lovely afternoon with Corinne. Corinne is a foodblog friend; she doesn't keep a blog of her own, but is a self-confessed addict. I met her first at the foodblogger's picnic. We met again at a party recently, and she mentioned the magic words "home grown apricots". I LOOVE apricots but find the ones in the shops to be an absolute disappointment; flavourless and dull.
I was feeling rottenly sick, and Corinne seduced me to visit her with the lure of a relaxed afternoon and fresh apricots.
And indeed it was gorgeous sitting in the dappled shade, eating lovely chevre and bread:
What's more, Corinne came through for me and gave me these perfectly deliciously ripe apricots. Because of my trip to Finland I had to put them in the freezer, but watch this space for future cooking!
Yellow. Sweet. Exquisite.
6 days ago