July 14, 2008 in Uncategorized
I’ve decided to name this ‘mango surprise’. I mean really, look at it. See anything ‘mango’ about it?
But I assure you, they’re in there, holding their breath under the cream and pistachio.
(Yes, I know the photograph looks a bit green. It’s the fluorescent
lighting in my kitchen. I tried my best to fix it, but I’m not even one
eighth the genius my husband is when it comes to photoshop.)
And impetus for this? We were off to supper at my mother-in-law’s. I
felt so guilty about going there empty-handed, especially since she’s
always wrapping up leftovers and goodies for me to take back.
The recipe begins with standing in front of the grocery cupboard,
preferably with the door open, so you can see what’s inside.
Concentrate really hard. Take a deep breath, close your eyes and open
them on the exhale.
Now, stand in front of the fridge, preferably with the door open, so
you can see what’s inside. Concentrate really hard. Don’t take as
deep a breath, as fridge gas aint’ quite like the laughing kind. So
perhaps it would be best to breathe in quite deeply after closing the
door. Close your eyes and open them on the exhale.
Now spin around quickly in three full counter-clockwise circles, while chanting; “true blue, I need a cooking clue.”
At the end of the third spin, the universe will begin to make sense to you, and you will also feel a little daft.
Skeptics, read on for the evidence, that this tried-and tested method is indeed flop-proof.
Similar to old-skool, strawberries and cream, this one is dead-easy and kill-for-tasty.
Proceed to beat up a container of fresh cream with a bit of icing
sugar, till its nice and thick, like a very heavy sauce. Take an egg
white and whip it until its stiff, fold this into the cream.
Drain a tin of mango slices in syrup* and cut up the slices into bite size cubes. Add to cream.
Stir in ground cardamom, as well as ground citrus sugar (both,
enough to your taste). I also added a dash of lemon juice for drama.
Stir in chopped pistachios.
And that’s it. Top with more of the pistachios and a few grindings of the citrus sugar.
The cardamom is the flavour of the match here, setting off the cream and pista, while flirting with the mango.
*I’m the postergirl for quickies, and love canned fruit coz of its
wham-bam quality. Try peaches with this, or even berries. Wimbledon may
be over, but fresh strawberries will certainly game-set-match too.
Originally blogged here.