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Overall
they were very pleased with the outcome as the ice cream managed to survive the
oven and not melt. The issues started when they removed it from the oven … once cut the ambient temperature
‘forced’ them to eat it … quickly. Now as you know I’m not one to cast aspersions
on our gallant ladies …. but I suspect
that there was a motive to their choice of bake. I mean fancy making something
that would have to be scoffed the moment it was out of the oven!
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As I write
this there is a cool breeze coming through the window, though the hot summer
heat is to return as the northern hemisphere continues its heatwave … maybe we
can follow our ladies example and head to the kitchen and muster up a Baked Alaska,
just so were can gorge ourselves on the cool ice cream buried beneath the perfectly
baked meringue.