Cat Bells – Donich Website https://www.donich.co.uk Argyll wildlife and nature as seen on the banks of the Donich Water Sun, 14 Aug 2016 20:24:25 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.7.4 A la Recherche du pies perdu https://www.donich.co.uk/blog/2016/08/14/a-la-recherche-du-pies-perdu/ https://www.donich.co.uk/blog/2016/08/14/a-la-recherche-du-pies-perdu/#respond Sun, 14 Aug 2016 20:24:25 +0000 http://www.donich.co.uk/?p=5873 In the rather turgid “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” by Proust, the narrator dips a madeleine into a cup of tea and the smell and taste bring back a vivid memory of his childhood. I had a similar experience with a pie the other day (luckily it only has inspired me to write a couple of paragraphs rather than a 1000 page epic). I made it out of some of the new plums and a box of brambles I had frozen last year and wanted to clear out before I pick some more this year. It tasted lovely, and it brought back to me suddenly my first ever day on the hills..

I must have been about seven or eight and my Dad took me to climb Cat Bells, which if you know your Beatrix Potter, is the hill where Mrs Tiggy-Winkle lived. We went across Derwent Water from Keswick, climbed up to the 450m summit and had lunch there while I looked for the ‘little door’ in the back of the hill (I didn’t find it). The point I am getting to is that my Mum had baked bramble pies, and the one I made, suddenly reminded me of those, and of a lovely day I had in my childhood.

Here are some of the pies I made – I must report that there was not a soggy bottom amongst them.

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I also made a swiss roll and tried piping a pattern into it like they did on the bake off. It turned out nice looking (though I am not sure that what was supposed to look like flowers and vines didn’t more resemble tentacles) and tasted good too.

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