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Published 2020
It’s not quite true to say I had forgotten about crème caramel but, until very recently, this once luscious treat, the pudding I always chose from the dessert trolley at the restaurants my paternal grandparents took me to, and which, as I child, I thought the pinnacle of sophistication, had utterly receded from my consciousness. But this joy has now been restored to me and, by pleasing coincidence, I have my grandmother to thank for it.
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