This recipe is one that is close to my heart and embedded well into my memory. Our plane had landed in Venice after nearly 27 hours of transit time. We had trudged our way through customs and fumbled our way through the public transport system until we were finally at our accommodation. We were jet-lagged …
Ginger, Coconut and Mango Tart
Over the years my mum and I have lived in and visited some pretty spectacular (sometimes scary) places.For a time, we lived in North Queensland, where I have fond memories of the giant mango tree in my grandfathers backyard. I remember standing under the tree and eating freshly picked mangoes, the sticky, sweet juice dribbling …