Portion control was mum’s mantra – with one glorious exception

My mathematician Quaker mother controlled food strictly, but she took the brakes off once a year – in an explosion of chocolate and marzipanFood, as you’ll have gathered by now, was stringently portion-controlled in our family. The one time in the year Mum slightly let go was at Easter, which is probably why it’s still my favourite festival. What she thought would happen if we ate as much as we wanted on a regular basis was never explored, but on Good Friday morning we got two