TASTES LIKE HOME
Laure spending a quiet moment reading with her father, Roland
I’m a proper Franglaise, born and brought up in a little village outside Lyon before I moved to the UK in 1996.
When I was a child, most Sundays we’d have friends or family round for lunch. Our thing was to make a chariot de desserts – an actual dessert trolley we’d wheel into the dining room after the cheese course. Can you imagine being a youngster and witnessing five, six, sometimes even seven desserts making a grand entrance like that? It cast a magic spell. Mum would make oeufs à la neige and my sisters and I would bake a reine de saba (almond and chocolate) cake or, in summer, a clafoutis.
Dad would make one of his legendary tarts.
My dad has a serious sweet tooth (which I have inherited) and tarts are his speciality. We loved Leonidas chocolates, and I suspect that’s what inspired Dad to create this chocolatey, almondy, orangey tart, a recipe he has passed on to me. It’s those cherished childhood memories of food and family – and that dessert trolley – that inspired me to trade in corporate life and set up my own cake-making business.