Kurt is baking loaves of bread and mince pies for Christmas, some for my clients, some for his, and some for our Christmas in the Blue Mountains.
I’ve just found out they are not mince pies, they are Christmas Tarts - goodness knows we need more Christmas Tarts to spread the cheer. He’s making his own recipe up as he goes. Lots of figs, cranberries, chocolate also… pause… me 'Alcohol?', yes, Whiskey and Rum. Well that suits me I mostly only eat my alcohol.
There they are, so cute!
Time to get our Christmas on!!Pork theh= ,l an,
Me: What’s in it?
Kurt: Kahlua, chocolate, lots of espresso
Typical chef speak, ignore the other ingredients and nonchalantly rattle off two or three main ingredients as if you just mixed it together in a bowl with a spoon and made the most incredible velvety face pinging alcoholic chocolate coffee chocca mocha melt your face off icecream you could make. This after the weekend’s ‘luxurious’ tiramisu have reminded me that there can be quite a few meanings to life. Chocolate Icecream, and Tiramisu just in case anybody needed any help with fabulous reasons to live. An Ant is crawling on his back now. Probably because he is the nectar god of all things sweet, more likely because we are due for more rain.
Tonight Kurt is churning just two flavours of ice-cream; Kahlua-Coffee and Caramel Chocolate ‘for the kids’. That’s what we keep telling one another. Stop judging us.