Clafoutis

parkrun this morning, as usual. Beautiful day, blue sky, no wind to speak of, though the air still feels cool. Quick dash home, a wee bit of shopping for cheese and then train to Glasgow for another family birthday (not my birthday this time) lunch. Any excuse really.

All very tasty. This was the clafoutis made by our French hostess. I just love these sorts of puddings! Brought a fair bit of cheese back with us, so the train carriage had a strong odour of Blue Saint Agur about it!