One of my most memorable breakfasts was at a little cafe at Bronte Beach in Sydney – poached figs with spiced ricotta and raisin toast.  Everything was delicious: the food, the company, the sunshine, the view of the beach and the sea.  Happy Days.

I make this breakfast from time to time on summer days when it is warm enough to have breakfast in the garden.  So, not very often!

It was raining today but I decided I wanted to make this breakfast anyway as my brain had been nagging at me to make it.  This was probably because we had originally planned to track down a fig tree near my parents’ house but, sadly, didn’t have time.  Since our foraging trip had yielded such a bumper haul of plums it seemed a shame to buy some figs so I decided to make a similar (and rather hastily presented) breakfast with plums poached with brown sugar and a vanilla pod I found lurking at the back of my Mum’s kitchen cupboard.

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