What an exciting weekend!!! My husband will shortly begin the very long drive back home, our eldest in tow after finishing his 2nd year of college. They should be here on Mother’s Day, a beautiful gift to be sure! I have already heard a few of the ‘adventure’ stories from this year’s move-out, and I expect to hear many more upon their arrival…
My son’s birthday was last Sunday, and since we knew he’d be coming home soon we held off the festivities until this weekend. He has selected as his cake of choice: a tiramisu cake…no lady fingers…he wants cake in their place. And scotch…apparently he has acquired a taste for scotch this semester. One of his electives was a course on jazz. He and his friends decided that scotch paired well with jazz and pooled their resources for a nice bottle of scotch (‘Glenfiddich 12’ to be exact). And it appears he did indeed acquire that taste for scotch after all. Guess he takes a little after his mom…
Back to the cake. I will be making a tiramisu cake and will be replacing the typical Marsala (some use rum or Kahlua) with scotch. So not your average Italian tiramisu to be sure, but I know it will be tasty! I’ve got the mascarpone ready to be whipped into a creamy filling. The coffee is on stand-by, ready for the addition of a bit of scotch – just a tad, mind you – for soaking the cake layers, and there are large chunks of Callebut dark chocolate ready to be melted down and molded into place. Oh, did I mention the Irish Coffee he would like served with the cake? My son, the gourmet…Again, like mother, like son…
Can’t wait until both get home…I will breathe a sigh of relief once they pass through that door safe and sound on Sunday. And then it will be time for the stories (and all that jazz…)!!!