© 2010 Lynsey

346 – Dessert Island

I prefer to regard a dessert as I would imagine the perfect woman: subtle, a little bittersweet, not blowsy and extrovert. Delicately made up, not highly rouged. Holding back, not exposing everything and, of course, with a flavor that lasts. — Graham Kerr

I think if I was stuck on a dessert island I’d want apples. That’s a dessert island, not a desert island. There I think I’d want drinks with little umbrollies and bendy straws. Apples. I like fruit of all kinds, but I am particularly fond of apples. Well, them, and lemonade lemons. Apples make better desserts though. A great apple and a slab of cheese. Apples with cranberries. Apple snow. Apple crumble. Apple tarts. Apple cake. Apple flan.

I just realised I haven’t seen toffee apples since I was old enough to want one. And that’s a crazy long time ago. Shortly after Adam and Eve in fact. I can remember apples that had a kind of glassy texture – the sugar forming under the skin. Apples that were pink inside when you bit into them. Sun warmed, tree ripened. How simple, how beautiful.

Manifesto
06. Every day you make choices.
14. Every day the ordinary can be the extraordinary.
22. Every day refine, clarify and simplify.

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