Friday 24th June 2011
…a.k.a. Curd cheese with honey, goji berries & sunflower seeds. Zeph & I soaked the gojis in the freshly squeezed orange we had made earlier that day. They were beautifully swollen & plump.
Zeph, my son, hasn’t eaten this for ages. Before he was born my wife & I used to go out for lunch every Saturday lunchtime to the same restaurant. Cal Robert was the name. They had a beautiful outside patio area with about 6 table all covered in red & white gingham table cloths. They had bougainvilleas, honeysuckle and jasmine plants trained overhead on wires. Needless to say it smelt fantastic. We always found it very magical and a wonderful escape from the hustle & bustle of the big city.
After time we got to know the couple who ran it. Concha & Robert were in the late 50s. They watched my wife & I go though pregnancy and then the birth of Zephy. They always made a big fuss of Zeph and once he was on solid food, often made him food that wasn’t on the menu. Whatever we ate Concha would loveingly present him with a plate of miel y mató as dessert. When in season, she might also scatter a few strawberries on too. His face would light up as if he was being given a huge bowl of M&Ms.
His face light up again when I brought this in for him. I guess absence makes the heart grow fonder.