Given the name I think of a small jar with a meringue of our baker, a sorbet and a few spoonfuls of whipped cream.
But about 16 hours, he asked me if I dye pink, not red is less beautiful!
And it all starts.
The meringues are still some time to cook, but the guest from grocery shopping, leaving me the careful monitoring of the cooking, if I do not want a dessert orange.
Considering the amount I can fill a bezel, and steal a few.
remains to be whipped up, make the sorbet, which alone can be the first to hear the word "minute"!
a pleasure for the eyes.
A feast for the tastebuds.
A pleasure to have a kitchen aid so precious.
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