Since I’ve been making sourdough, over a year now, I haven’t bought bread but I also haven’t bought crispbread. Crisp, seedy biscuit topped with cottage cheese and salad used to be a really regular lunch for me. So I’ve been playing with a homemade sourdough based version, and it’s joined the list of things I like homemade best.
I remember when I was quite a small child my grandfather had a shack on Bribie Island. Just before dusk, he would take his rod and walk down to the beach. We kids would play in the shallows and barely have time to make a sandcastle before it was time to head back with a bucket full of whiting fillets.
Our northern apricots don’t compare with the golden, aromatic, dripping with juice things I remember from Tasmania.
This is an adaption of an adaption of a traditional Italian recipe.