Oh, for that first bit of creme brûlée: a marvel, a wonder. The complex interplay of hard and soft, hot and cold. The luxurious simplicity, the purity of flavor, the elemental richness, and utter too-too muchness...
And yet. Its seeming facility belies the potential for disaster: a failure of the elements to commingle, a custard that won't set, a crust that won't harden.
The danger of consuming creme brûlée with abandon, without context, and with--horror of horrors--artificiality or false pretense.
But, oh, when it's done right, it's sheer transcendence, ineluctable bliss, utter harmony.
So, this means it was good the second time around, right? :o)
ReplyDeleteoh yeah:) tasty every time!
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