THE strange luxury at this time of year are the quality of the winter fruit we get in London markets. You can struggle to find ripe peach all the year around but if you want the smoothness of papaya, the sharpness of pomegranate, the juice of the water melon..
There is an ambivalence about fruit as regards its fructose (and whether it is ripe or not at all) but the answer is breakfast, an irresitable smash of colour, like this simple assembly above which is just papaya, pomegranate and satsuma.
A slightly more complicated variation is thisWith grapes, blackberries, red grapefruit, lychees and raspberries. Well hey, it was christmas.