Feijoas

Until this Autumn – my first cohabiting with a feijoa tree – the short-seasoned feijoa was a near-mythical fruit that used to appear in generous supermarket bag donations on the doorstep. I’d immediately set upon them to devour the sweet fragrant honey-coloured flesh in obscene quantities.     I couldn’t understand why people would give…

Meat pie

On Fridays we used to get a gold coin to buy lunch at the school tuck shop. Come 12:30 this was exchanged for a meat pie whose wafts of warm pastry and unctuous savoury gravy had been drifting through the school corridors all week (hopefully not the same pie, although possibly…)   The meat pie…

Tarta de Santiago – almond cake

Santiago de Compostela in Spain’s Galicia region: the medieval town hums with reverential visitors, some of whom have walked hundreds of kilometres on the ancient pilgrim routes to view the tomb of Saint James, whose relics are said to be held here.     The patisserie to try, on view in the windows of the…