Yesterday was not a good day. I found out that a bottle of expensive wine that I bought almost a year ago disappeared out of the back of my grocery cupboard. The only thing I can think is that it was taken by the once-off cleaning lady and her companion that came to help me spruce up The Cave during level three of the lockdown. I left them alone for maybe a half hour to go and buy them some groceries as part of their agreed remuneration. It’s not so much the wine, but the memory attached to the bottle. I bought it for the girls’ night Eliza, Carmen and I had when we knew that Carmen was leaving to join Ewan in the Land of the Kiwis. We never got around to drinking it, but we made a pact to drink it together – Eliza and I at her house, with Carmen on a video call. To add insult to injury I felt a migraine setting in late afternoon and I felt all round blegh. Anyway, what’s done is done; there’s nothing I can do about it.
It’s Friday and nobody want to listen to gripes anyway, so I am going to share another kitchen adventure with you.
Last Saturday while visiting The Toppie and The Bean, I attempted to make truffles. While they didn’t come out as well as I would have liked, they were delicious. And… I made three different kinds, merely interchanging ingredients from the original recipe.
The basic recipe can be found here, at Kitchen Fun with my Three Sons.
To make them is quite a long process but the fact that I managed to make three types of ganache without them separating was a gold-star-moment for me.
If I make them again, I will rather use molds and then do the dusting afterwards; rolling them makes my hands sticky and that’s just eeeuuuuuwwwwww.
For the second ganache, I substituted the lemon essence and rind for coconut essence and dessicated coconut. I must mention that this ganache took super long to set in the fridge, forcing me to pop it into the deep freeze.
For the last flavour, I used 72% dark chocolate instead of white, orange essence and orange rind. These were The Bean’s favourite.
With the days warming up, it will be braai time soon. I suck at making a fire (seriously, I am not a candidate for Survivor at all!!), but I do enjoy experimenting with salads. Who knows, maybe I’ll share a colourful creation with y’all in the not-too-distant future.
Before that though, I’ll likely be blogging about celebrations and cake – after all, it’s my birthday on Tuesday 😀