As a child, one of Mum’s favourite summer-time desserts to make was strawberry granita. Though I am sure granita is not what we called it back then. I can still clearly recall the smoothness and the deep red blush of the pureed strawberry, the citrusy notes imparted by the addition of the lemon juice and the texture of the wee strawberry seeds which would lodge themselves in the crevasses of our little milk teeth.
Though I am yet to make Mum’s strawberry granita (roll on summer and the seasons bounty), this version is also beautifully delicious and I can assure you will soon find a permanent place in your freezer. There is something strangely magical about the way these ingredients marry. The first time I made it Sara threatened to lie down on my kitchen floor, spoon in hand, scooping blushing pink mouthfuls straight from the freezer. At the end of a long hot day I suggest you chill yourself a dainty glass, generously pile it high with champagne and rose granita and pour over a shot of good quality gin. Enjoy!