Loved this, Miranda. So evocative. Having just returned from a week in Weston Super Mare, I'd put Sticky Toffee Pudding at the top of my guilty pleasure, comfort food list.
Here in the Western US (Northern California was where I grew up), us kids also picked blackberries. We rode to isolated patches on horseback (bareback). We'd swim our horses in the river and on the way home fill gallon tubs with the glorious fruit. When we got home, mom would make pie or cobbler.
That memory just screams summer to me now as I sit watching leaves float off the trees and know that winter all too soon cometh. Thanks for stirring that reminder of better days!
I hope you've drowned that sticky toffee pudding in custard. It's definitely sticky pudding season here now. Howling winds and hammering rain have taken over. We're sheltering indoors but having read your comment, I'm now wondering if I dare venture out far enough to buy something truly wicked and filled with sugar.
we had rows of big leafy rhubarb and when I was a child loved nothing more than to grab a plastic tub of sugar, dip a stick of rhubarb and crunch it raw - pure delight!
Oh my god! You've just unlocked a partial memory for me, Alex! I'm sure we used to do the same, but it wasn't a regular thing. I can't now remember where or with who we did this ...
I do remember my mother encouraging us to eat lettuce by sprinkling it with sugar. Which kind of undermined the whole point of eating the lettuce.
Loved this, Miranda. So evocative. Having just returned from a week in Weston Super Mare, I'd put Sticky Toffee Pudding at the top of my guilty pleasure, comfort food list.
Here in the Western US (Northern California was where I grew up), us kids also picked blackberries. We rode to isolated patches on horseback (bareback). We'd swim our horses in the river and on the way home fill gallon tubs with the glorious fruit. When we got home, mom would make pie or cobbler.
That memory just screams summer to me now as I sit watching leaves float off the trees and know that winter all too soon cometh. Thanks for stirring that reminder of better days!
I hope you've drowned that sticky toffee pudding in custard. It's definitely sticky pudding season here now. Howling winds and hammering rain have taken over. We're sheltering indoors but having read your comment, I'm now wondering if I dare venture out far enough to buy something truly wicked and filled with sugar.
We had one at a restaurant and honestly, Waitrose's was better!
we had rows of big leafy rhubarb and when I was a child loved nothing more than to grab a plastic tub of sugar, dip a stick of rhubarb and crunch it raw - pure delight!
Oh my god! You've just unlocked a partial memory for me, Alex! I'm sure we used to do the same, but it wasn't a regular thing. I can't now remember where or with who we did this ...
I do remember my mother encouraging us to eat lettuce by sprinkling it with sugar. Which kind of undermined the whole point of eating the lettuce.