Today's the day! The day I finally try to make a pavlova, solo. It's not finished yet, but I will say, so far so good.
Now for those of you who don't know, pavlova is a British dessert, or Austrailian or something, I've heard many different stories but what you need to know is that it's kind of wonderful. It's like a meringue [but better] topped with cream and fruit or what have you. Jonny was pretty much brought up on it, and his mom's pavlovas are AMAZING. So needless to say, I've got a lot to live up to.
Oh well, I won't cry if it goes kaput.
If you were at our wedding, you might have snatched a piece of Wendy's famous pav there.
So here's a look at what my first attempt looked like...
Step into our kitchen,
|The separated egg yolks looked like a flower, it was cute. Ya know, if flower shaped eggs are your thing.|
|Alas, I've found a sugar I can use to replace "caster sugar." Thank you, Domino!|
|Reassurance on the side of the box is always nice.|
So after a lot of mixing of egg whites, a pinch of salt and a generous amount of sugar, you get something that looks like this
|A wonderful lump of goodness, ready to go in the oven.|
|Looks like marshmallow fluff, and tastes even better!|
After the Oven:
Later, once it has cooled, I will top it off with these things,
and take it to a gathering of friends where we shall devour it.