Life can be pretty tough...
Clare and I had to endure apple-bramble crumble with custard for breakfast, today.
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As if we don't have enough sweet stuff to eat, already.
It was hard work getting through this meal...
FYI: I am the one making the crumble in this household, even though Clare is a better cook.
All kidding aside, the 'brumble' was delicious and it wasn't a punishment at all to eat it two days in a row.
In fact, with the added bit of salt, slightly sour apples, freshly picked brambles, biological honey from a beekeeping friend and the juice of one lemon, it seemed to perfectly balance the salty, the sweet, the sour and the bitterness.
As we experienced a year ago, shortly after we acquired our current plot of land, it might very well be the driest time of the year but, at the same time, August is also a month with an abundance of ripening fruit.
There are more figs and brambles than we can eat or even process.
So we are looking up recipes,
using 'actual' books...
We are climbing trees...
We dry figs, using a new method a friend suggested...
and we are, of course, eating a bunch of figs throughout the day.
I guess it's a good thing that we like natural food - haha! And believe me, it tastes so much better when you've grown it 'yourself' and are finally reaping the rewards of the work you have put in, in the last couple of seasons.
The victory ( pronounce as 'figtree' ) is ours! 💪
@clareartista as the queen of the hill, looking proud after having put the figs out for sunbathing.
and here's the figs enjoying the view...
Sending love from.Molise, Italia! 🍇🫒🍒
