Custard and Raspberry Puff Slice
I remember the warm hush of my grandmother’s kitchen on a Sunday afternoon — flour on her apron, the oven humming like a lullaby, and a plate of something sweet …
I remember the warm hush of my grandmother’s kitchen on a Sunday afternoon — flour on her apron, the oven humming like a lullaby, and a plate of something sweet …
There’s a certain Sunday-morning hush that comes when puff pastry meets warm nuts and honey — like Granny humming in the kitchen while the kettle sings. This Nutty Puff Pastry …