A lunch with family at my parents’ house for Mother’s Day, flavoured with sticky roasted tomatoes, a sweet quince cake and punctuated by French bubbles. We gave Mum an adorable little pumpkin, some frozen South Melbourne Market dim sims (for those nights when…) and a vintage duck plate I bought while in Tasmania. And in turn, mum created a feast. Somehow that doesn’t seem even..
We had slow-roasted lamb with tomatoes (recipe link), a recipe which creates the most beautiful pan juices that beg to meet chunks of bread. My Aunty doesn’t eat meat, so she brought a really delicious chickpea and vegetable stew, which we ate alongside some steamed beans and peas. And we also devoured this pile of potato dauphinoise, which ingeniously involves anchovies (recipe link). For dessert, a lovely quince almond cake (recipe link – note: mum used light olive oil and demerara sugar on top) that is rivalling this cardamom snacking cake for my most favourite cake. I’d best make it again soon, just to be certain.
Happy Mother’s Day, mum. I have no words. But yesterday at work, after one of our chats between clients, I retreated to my room smiling to myself…not quite able to believe how lucky I am to be your daughter.