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Peachy galette

I’m not the most organised of cooks. I often get a sweet craving come over me and I’ll be tempted to make a dessert, but will have to improvise with what I have in the cupboard or fridge.

Our restricted storage capacity in the caravan fridge is probably what’s keeping me alive and avoiding a massively early death through my over-consumption of sweet things.

Because if I had all possible ingredients to hand I’d probably make a dessert every evening. Which is not good. Note to self: the pantry you’re building may not be such a good idea for the remains of your waistline… Fill it with beans and pickles, woman, if you value your life…

As the clock ticked around to about 4pm today I started thinking about supper, and I really fancied something sweet.

I found a punnet of rather hard peaches and a roll of ready made puff pastry lurking in a dark recess of the fridge. They were behind the bags of kale and chard, which glowed with health and reproachment. I also just happened to have a tub of mascarpone left over from some previous excess. I could make a peach galette!

Peach galette. No judging please..

In the UK, and especially here in Scotland, we don’t have the tradition of peach pies that I often see in the United States. Peaches are a rather exotic, imported fruit here (which I am determined to grow in my polytunnel one day. We must be independent in good fruit. But I digress).

A galette is a rather pretentious name for a slab of pastry, crimped up around the edges of creamy mascarpone egg custard and a pile of sugared, sliced peaches. It sounds so much more exotic than it actually is. It’s raggedy and rustic and delicious.

I couldn’t be bothered with forming a proper pie today anyway. Rough edges and random piles of fruit seemed like a perfect idea. I can do piling and sugaring, I thought.

Nay problem.

The remains..

And so I did. And so we followed a healthy stir fry with a crusty, cinnamon scented, custardy, sweet peach galette.

It gladdened the heart. Which compensates for the expansion of the waistline, I’m almost sure…

13 Replies to “Peachy galette”

  1. A glad heart always compensates for an expanded waistline. I love sweets also (and have long since given up on the waistline), our peach tree is setting fruit as I type, so I hope to be able to try this out in a few months.

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  4. You are both doing a lot more physical work than I suspect you did when you lived in London so hopefully you are using all the calories and keeping fit into the bargain. However if in doubt hold the sweet stuff up by one corner and I have been assured that the calories and other naughtiness drain out. That is my excuse and I am sticking to it!

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  5. I curse my small freezer and fridge, but like you I think it is saving me from an early death and preventing me from stocking up on too many snack foods so it’s a blessing in disguise. I think I need to try this peach recipe. I have a tin of peaches that have been in the back of the cupboard for about 4 months now and really need to be used!

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