Sunday, March 01, 2009

Recipe alert! - Passionate about this one.

One of my favourite summer fruits is the good old passionfruit. Every time I eat one, I think of my maternal grandmother. Her big backyard, with the steel Hill's Hoist taking pride of place in the middle of the lush green lawn, the bungalow down the back where a string of single male boarders resided, the verandah where we played when it was raining, the outdoor dunny with the fragrant tea rose Lady Hillingdon climbing up the trellissed entrance, and the rambling passionfruit vine on the north-facing side fence.

I can feel the warmth of the sunshine, smell freshly cut grass, hear the clean washing flapping in the breeze and can almost reach out and touch Prince, the black and white Cocker Spaniel. Then I hear Grandma yelling from the kitchen door "Get off my clothesline, you buggers! I'll bloody skin you if I catch you doing it again!" Geez, just when we thought she wasn't looking and were having a little spin, seeing who could hold on the longest. I swear, that woman had eyes that could see through walls - maybe the milk-bottle glasses she wore gave her x-ray vision or something....

Anyway, the reason for all this reminiscing is that I just tested out Carolyn's passionfruit version of my souffle omelette and it was OH MY GOD deliciously good. I've blogged the recipe, of course, so if you're as passionate about passionfruit as I am, give it a try.

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