Okay, two.
Today is special because you can add another little jewel to the surprisingly short list of accidental wonders (or wonders-to-be) that you happen to know and keep in your head at all times to defend your own unintentional blunders and gaffes. Or is that just me?
(I realize that I am starting many sentences with all kinds of forbidden joining words. Ack.)
Voilà: Marzipecans
Mum is making a boozy Christmas cake to celebrate the season in merry measure and it is my job to roast the pecans, so I pop a generous layer of them in the oven and go off to do something distracting. After watching the same nerdy math video for an hour, a scent of husky Christmas flavourings begins to waft and infuse the house with mouth-watering nuttiness.
This causes me rush upstairs in search of the source, whereupon I find a pile of overcooked nuts heaped on the counter like lumps of coal. Oh, bother. Sorry Mum.
I'm not sure if I should have mentioned this before, but the cake is one that requires marzipan, so the day before a bunch of us had gotten together for no other reason than finding marzipan for the sake of the season. We had looked high and low, far and near, and found quite a few items that were a tad queer. So, with arms full of lobster chips and in a full range of moods, we burst into the cake section of the local Save on Foods. There we found marzipan! And a tree to boot! In much higher spirits we returned with the loot.
As it turns out, the marzipan was way too sweet for our tastes.
Now, remember the me who is standing in front of scads of burnt pecans and overly sweet marzipan. Something clicked.
- Slice the marzipan as you would cheese and place atop a halved burnt pecan. Consume.
- The sickening sweetness and the bitter burnt go rather well together, don't you think?
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