Gathering dust
On too many recipes, a battered Elizabeth David, and the Crème à l’Orange that became a small act of analogue rebellion.
From my late grandmother’s shelves – someone once must have given her this lined notebook as a gift; there is a hand-painted watercolour on each chapter opener. Grandma was not a cook and must have lost interest quickly, for the only pages used are under “Cakes and Pastry”, where she has glued in clippings for a Butter Dutch Cake, Coffee Butterflies and…




