There’s a moment every summer when French markets explode with strawberries—sweet, sun-kissed, and fragrant enough to perfume your basket before you even get them home.
Oooh I can’t wait to make this! I remember lady fingers in trifles growing up 🫶🏽💓 this is wonderfully nostalgic ☺️
Oooh I can’t wait to make this! I remember lady fingers in trifles growing up 🫶🏽💓 this is wonderfully nostalgic ☺️