IT’S ALL IN THE WHISK

DAY 23, MAY 24, 2018

       Comes Love
Don’t try hiding, ’cause there isn’t any use
You will start sliding, when your heart turns on the juice
Comes a headache, you can lose it in a day
Comes a toothache, see your dentist right away
Comes love, nothing can be done
       Norah Jones

I talked about my favorite books, now I will share with you, my favorite dessert.  Growing up, my BFF was Vicki, we were inseparable.  We are still dear friends although 2,792 miles separate us.  We are both turning 60 this year.  I am one day older.  Her late mother, Lois, used to make an incredible Vanilla Pudding which I would request for my birthday.  She called it her Americanized version of Zabaglione,  a popular Italian dessert.  Lois’s Zabaglione has little in common with the Italian version, I want you to know I know that.  In my opinion, hers is oh so much better and yes, I have tried the authentic version.   A year doesn’t go by that I don’t make this pudding a few times.  Mostly to go into a Berry Trifle.  I adore this dessert.  I think of Lois whenever I make it.  I don’t believe I have ever shared this recipe but I don’t think she or Vicki will mind.

pudding recipe

I am making Lois’s Zabaglione to go into individual dessert cups for a party.   I am however, thinking “what a great thing to eat when my mouth hurts too much to chew from the oral surgery I had yesterday.”  It is going to  take a lot of will power not to indulge prior.  I would normally make it the same day as I planned to serve it but this happens to be the best opportunity and a couple days in the fridge is fine.  I dished out just this one serving to umm eat, I mean show you.

pudding serving

I know you might be thinking… “it’s just pudding,” but it is not ‘just pudding.’  It is an incredibly creamy, delicious and satisfying cloud of heavenly pudding; pudding that exceeds your expectations, pudding on steroids even.  Does it have a lot of calories? Yes!

Poo-ism, my favorite kind of  ism:

“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh” said Piglet at last, “what is the first thing you say to yourself?”

“What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh.  “What do you say, Piglet?”

“I say I wonder what is going to happen that is exciting today” said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully.  “It’s the same thing,” he said.

 

 

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