I am always a bit stumped when Easter comes around. What exactly do you cook when the time comes?
By now I think eggs are such a cliché. Spring lamb perhaps? Since there are always tonnes of chocolate eggs and bunnies in the shops, I thought chocolate would make a good theme and decided to take the plunge and attempt to make my first panna cotta ever.
It was only last year I lost my panna cotta virginity – I seem to be losing my virginity a lot these days. Blame A.A. Gill for my hesitancy to try the dessert because in one restaurant review he equated it to “penguin snot”. Sounds lovely, doesn’t it? So after a lot of coaxing from my friend Robyn, when we ate at Quaglino’s, I took a bite and was instantly sold. I hope the photos make you keen to try it too!Print