
Lisa’s Letters Home: Chocolate Pavlova with Balsamic Strawberries
When I first moved to England in 2000, I used to spend a lot of time watching the food channel (Carlton back then, I think.) I didn’t really get out much. I was introduced to a whole new world of fresh and fun chefs. A voluptuous, sultry woman with a husky voice gazed at me from the television screen, instructing me to make my pasta water “as salty as the Mediterranean.” Well, alrighty then.
At first, this woman annoyed me intensely; the Vaseline-smeared lens pushed me over the edge. There was all this talk about this new totty who did a bit of cooking, although she was never a professional chef. The more I watched, the more I began to like her.
First and most importantly, Nigella Lawson’s food looked delicious and easy to make. She seemed to love all the same comfort foods that I did, and really didn’t care if her dishes contained a lot fat. Second, she was built like a real human woman who looked like she genuinely enjoyed her food. She was someone I could identify with.
Yes she was glamorous (particularly as a former writer for Vogue) and yes she had a fancy house in the middle of London and bought all her food at Waitrose and brought it home in a black cab. Somehow she was still everywoman, sticking her face in the fridge at midnight, eating cheesecake with her bare hands.
I use her “Forever Summer” book quite a bit, making everything from grilled veggies with feta to desserts to jugs of sangria. Her chocolate pavlova recipe (http://www.nigella.com/
A pavlova is essentially a giant meringue, but with a chewy middle. Don’t ask me why you need to add vinegar, but it seems to do some sort of magical thing to the pavlova to keep it chewy. It’s light, sweet, and if you make a mess of it, it genuinely doesn’t matter.
The macerated strawberries are my own addition, as the original recipe calls for a topping of whipped cream and raspberries. You can top this with whatever you like, really. A drizzle of Nutella, crushed hazelnuts, and some sliced bananas sprinkled on top of whipped cream would suit me just fine, thank you. The strawberries may not be to everyone’s taste, particularly your kids. Mine looked at me like I’d presented them with the severed head of Hello Kitty after they tasted the strawberry/basil/balsamic combo.
To be honest, the idea to macerate the strawberries was entirely down to the fact that my punnet was on its last legs. They were already heading towards Squashyville, so a little marinating seemed like a good idea.
Pavlovas mean eating on the deck in the sunshine with good friends and family (preferably after a BBQ.) It’s digging into a shared dessert, plonked in the middle of the table. And pavlovas will always remind me of Nigella, my first British TV chef crush.
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