Roasted Garlic Tarte Tatin – Better Than Lemsip
My husband is a sailor, and like all sailors he has strong opinions about things. Ropes, tides, and apparently, cold remedies. The moment he feels a sniffle coming on, he reaches for three things: garlic, ginger, and a small but decisive drop of whisky. I have learned not to question the whisky. I have always…
