Monday, December 17th, 2007 • 3 Comments
I have been thumbing through Nigella Lawson cookbooks (I have three), contemplating what to make for Christmas Eve dinner. I’m having a hard time of it, though. Not because Nigella doesn’t have many fabulous recipes—she does—but because I get caught up in reading those recipes, even when it isn’t something I would ever eat. Just reading this makes me drool:
You just cannot beat a pav in summer, and in particular this dark beauty. The crisp and chewy chocolate meringue base, rich in cocoa and beaded nuggets of chopped plain chocolate, provides a sombre, almost purple-brown layer beneath the fat whiteness of the cream and matt, glowering crimson raspberries on top: it is a killer combination.
I love cookbooks, but I love words even more… and Nigella (or her ghostwriter?) has a way with words. It doesn’t hurt that she’s hotter than her pre-heated oven, either. And did I mention her accent? Swoon.
See why I’m having problems planning my Christmas Eve dinner menu?