Rhubarb and Raspberry Cobbler (with a hint of Grapefruit)

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Rhubarb will always have a special place in my heart, as does most seasonal fruit. Although, Rhubarb has a certain charm that entices me every year without fail more so than anything else. I obsess over it at work; wanting every dish to contain Rhubarb and its lustrous hue. There isn’t a way Rhubarb has been baked, stewed, compressed or poached that I haven’t enjoyed. My most favourite being hearty chunks macerated in sugar for an hour or two, eaten in their raw state with a little hint of sweetness to tone down that bite.

I adore the moment when its juices gets you round the teeth; you love it and hate it at the same time, a flavour unlike anything else and immediately recognisable.

I’ve never made a cobbler before and only eaten it once. I’m more inclined to lean toward a crumble because that’s what my British roots have instilled in me. However, this time, I felt like I wanted more of a cakey topping so I turned to the cobbler instead. I paired Rhubarb with fresh Raspberries and a large squeeze of Red Grapefruit to really intensify the bitterness against the sweet doughy topping. Adding in ground and roughly chopped almonds into the dough gives the cobbler a delicate nutty flavour.

Hands down, my favourite part to a cobbler is the variety in texture. One mouthful is crunchy, crisp and clean and the next is a smack in the mouth filled with sharp Rhubarb juices and soggy dough that’s been drinking it all up.

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Coconut Cake with Grapefruit Icing

6It’s technically the first day of spring tomorrow. Is it just me or does it still feel as chilly as it did in January?

I’m really starting to crave those familiar warm spring walks, craving that cool breeze brushing my face and craving the first day I ditch my heavy winter boots for something lighter. It’s not just the memories of spring I need or the need for more colourful material possessions that seem to roll into the shops at the first talk of the s word; but that feeling of freedom. Continue reading “Coconut Cake with Grapefruit Icing”