Anytime I make a pavlova it reminds me of my brother, Tim. And 9 times out of 10 I will be making the pavlova for him! Do you have things that you bake that remind you of family or friends? I think I can associate each person in my life with something that I would cook for them. Here's just a few:
Other brother, Sam: absolutely anything-he's my number one fan!! But seriously: sandwiches, anything peanut buttery or something stuffed with something else.
Sister: perfectly poached eggs with salmon/spinach and hollandaise sauce.
Mam: anything lemon flavored-sweet or savory.
James: an outrageously stuffed cookie or something obnoxiously cheesey.
Dad: anything chocolatey or hummus.
Ciara: sweet potatoes fries with one thousand dipping sauces.
Ale: I just want you to make me all the sushi in the world!
Mango: anything for a good 'ole cup of tea.
Fionnuala: chicken korma (or is tikka masala, girl?!)
Pippa: eggs. NO. Freshly made bread and butter WITH eggs.
This list could go on and on, but I'll stop there.
Do you want to know the reason I put grapes on top of this pavlova instead of the usual berry adornment? It's because I forgot to buy the berries when I went to the shop. I never make shopping lists and this is what I get.
And the reason I roasted the grapes instead of just putting them on top? I have a phobia of grapes on pavlovas. Anyone else out there feel me on this? Let me explain...