Baked raspberry custard with strawberry, mint & orange blossom salad

In 1990, not long after I first arrived in London, I was cooking at a restaurant called First Floor on Portobello Road in Notting Hill. It was a very cool restaurant filled with A-list celebrities and their hangers-on, and it was a lot of fun. This was also the time that every restaurant in London seemed to be serving prune and Armagnac tart, or lemon tart. In fact, it was said that you could tell how good a chef was by the quality of their lemon tart. That seemed absurd to me, as lemon tar