The advantage of serving a frozen dessert on Christmas day, apart from the cooling benefits in the heady Brisbane heat, is that you can chuck any of the leftovers in the freezer, and re-live Christmas dessert some three weeks down the track. Which is exactly what I did this afternoon.
It was a Panettone Bombe. I infused some milk with panettone and then used that to make icecream. I lined a pudding bowl with slices of panettone, brushed them with melted strawberry jam and then tipped in the icecream, fresh from the churn. An easy enough job to do, once the kids were in bed on Christmas Eve.
Then on the day, I made a quick meringue, evicted the panettone/icecream mound from it's basin, slathered it in glossy peaks and popped it in a really hot oven for a few minutes. I served it straight away to some very satisfying ooohs and ahhhs from the family.
Christmas bags and ribbons ready to be washed and packed away until next year.
Inspired by a little, obscure blog I read, called SouleMama, I have decided to make a few fabric bags each year until I have enough to do away with wrapping paper altogether. Two years in, I have a nice little collection, but the question remains, will I be bored with it all come next Christmas?
Interloper. He invited himself into a ballet class. They welcomed him with open arms and found him not only adorable, but also quite adept. Now he wants to attend classes. I think I should do it, but am I just setting him up for teasing? With a nick name like Feather, I sort of think that ballet will be really pushing it.