These little rosette waffles are incredibly crunchy with enough nooks to collect pools of golden syrup and plenty crannies to hold piles of snowy icing sugar – so when you bite into one, it quickly crumbles into submission. I love desserts that fall into my mouth without me having to do much!

There is only one memory I have of these rosettes and it’s a sweet one; of Friday afternoon’s spent whisking them up with my best friend, Tammy (still in our school uniforms) just before a weekend sleepover. We would devour them still-hot with sticky syrup running down our forearms and icing sugar on our noses. My excitement was partly due to that after-school-Friyay-feeling but mostly due to the waffles which I was only able to make at Tammy’s house because her mom had one of the old fancy irons. Of course, that just made them infinitely more delicious. Because they were special.