A really good egg custard, with caramel and a hint of nutmeg, is a rare thing. Last night's flawless mould made by my trained pastry chef friend garnered a round of applause. My mother used to bring home custard tarts from the local bakery that had a similar nutmeggy sweetness, but a heavy pastry shell made those leaden compared with the impeccable lightness of this smooth offering. Brava!
The camera woes continue. I took out the borrowed Canon Powershot, into which I had placed fresh batteries straight from IKEA that afternoon, to capture this creation. The batteries were already dead, so this photograph was taken by a kind dinner guest with her cell phone and emailed to me.
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