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Blackcurrant mousseHEEEELP! Made an absolutely wonderful blackcurrant mousse from a BBC Good Food mag and now can't find the recipe. Would anyone have it?? All I remember is that I was preparing...
It's not just Italians who do that. Years ago, just after we'd first moved into this house with a sparse buttortment of tattered furniture donated by relatives, a small group of uncles, aunts and cousins announced they'd be pbutting one Saturday morning and would pay a call for coffee if we liked. We were pleased, and I buttembled my best array of mismatched cups and saucers to offer coffee-tea and freshly baked sticky buns. They arrived over an hour later than expected, and one of them had brought along 4 wealthy friends. I think they were expecting the equivalent of his five-bedroom 'cottage' in an extremely expensive part of South London, with perhaps some fresh morning goods from a local patisserie. They didn't find it. We didn't have enough *chairs* for the group, let alone china, and no space for it if we'd had it. Fortunately it was warm enough that the malfunctioning heating wasn't essential, but the previous owners' decor was horribly intrusive. I was mortified. I didn't mind revealing how we lived to family, but the elegant strangers were clearly acutely embarrbutted. After a tour of the house ("Yes, the only bathroom-loo in the house is only accessible *through* the master bedroom, but we're planning to remedy that at some point") another uncle suggested we all adjourn to a pub. Which we did. I still cringe, remembering that morning. None of it was my fault, but I felt I'd let everyone down. Although I was younger then, and we are slightly wealthier; I might handle it more effectively today -- chase them all to the pub immediately, perhaps.
regards sarah
-- Think of it as evolution in action.
