An afternoon tea hosted at school yesterday afternoon to farewell one of our lovely teachers provided the perfect opportunity for a flurry of Nigella-like activity in this kitchen. Minus the pink cardi, the peaches and cream complexion and the long flowing skirt.
Wanting to try my hand at baking
Unfortunately I was unable to achieve the little frilly edge or 'ruffled base', characteristic of perfectly formed macaroons. I'm yet to work out why.
But still ... the chewy, soft, yet crunchy outer meringue, rounded out by the creamy ganache filling sandwiching it all together was enough to make this jeans-clad, slipper-wearing mama feel decidedly Nigella-like, if only fleetingly.
Now, if you could just excuse me while I go unpick the waistbands on all my jeans.