rhubarb & raspberry clafoutis

L’il re-post from last year for Bastille day celebrations (la Fete Nationale), I know in the northern hemisphere it is the middle of summer – but for my southern mates I thought a warm pud might be appropriate! I’m aiming to shoot an easy, cheesy pasta recipe in the next few days – so check back in at the weekend for that, and in the meantime – have a good one! 🙂 (Obviously I have always been a sucker for rhubarb and custard…!)(original post)
I’m writing this a bit later in the day for a change, coffee in hand, weak sunlight streaming in the window and, as hoped, Dougie is snoring gently and intermittently farting in his bed at my feet. (Dougie is Henry’s border terrier in case you weren’t sure!). He seems to be rocketing along with his recovery, eating well (free range chicken and rice…), taking his meds (kind of), sleeping lots but generally in a pretty perky state. The next step is to have his stitches removed next Wednesday and further blood tests to see if there is an underlying disease which caused his gallbladder issues. Meanwhile – it is all go in Melbourne with Pog finally starting his interior design course on Monday, and I am (fingers crossed) assuming not-much-news is good news from Rich. I started my day with a bloody lovely yoga session, so have no excuse not to now get my act together and have a good day, testing my next lot of recipes for Dish magazine.