This post is for Alex, Anna, Ann and Paloma.
Look what my big brother gave me today. It was delicious. Warm custard and perfect crispy flaky melt in the mouth pastry. It could easily have been Portuguese. I thought of you all as I ate it and how glad I was that you have accompanied me on my journey and how grateful I am for all your blog comment postings here. It’s kept me connected to home, rooted when at times I have felt more than a little adrift.
So thank you, and let’s share tarts together again very soon.