1. Waffle-and-Strawberry Trifle
I came across this dessert in the current issue and had to pause a moment to decide whether it sounded odd or delightful. The latter won out, and I'm very glad because wow.
(adapted slightly from Everyday Food)
1/3 cup plus 1/2 cup sugar (divided)
3 T. cornstarch
1/8 tsp. salt
1 1/2 cups whole milk
2 cups heavy cream (divided)
2 large egg yolks
2 T. butter
1 tsp. pure vanilla extract
2 lb. strawberries, hulled and sliced
8 oz. frozen Belgian waffles, toasted and cut into 1-inch pieces (I used a few more, and I think next time I'll use homemade.
In a medium saucepan, whisk together 1/3 cup sugar, cornstarch, salt, milk, 1/2 cup cream, and egg yolks. Cook over medium-high heat, whisking constantly, until bubbling and thickened, about six minutes. Reduce heat to medium-low and whisk & cook one minute more. Pour through a fine-mesh sieve into a heat-proof bowl. Stir in butter and vanilla until combined. Press plastic wrap directly onto surface of pudding and refrigerate at least three hours (or up to three days).
Toss strawberries with 1/4 cup sugar. Let stand until berries have released some juice, about 20 minutes. Beat 1 1/2 cups cream with 1/4 cup sugar until stiff peaks form.
In a large bowl, layer half of waffle pieces, strawberries, pudding, and whipped cream. Repeat layers. Cover trifle with plastic wrap and refrigerate for two hours or up to one day. Sprinkle with chocolate shavings before serving.
2. Speaking of recipes, I recently re-organized mine. Which doesn't sound quite blog-worthy unless you realize how out-of-control the situation had become. I'll spare you the details, but suffice it to say I went from a large box, several manila folders, stacks of random cookbooks and magazines, notebooks, and piles of loose clippings ...
... to this.
Also? The sparkly lettering is seriously as crafty as I will ever get. I got those letters in the scrapbooking aisle at Target, making it the first time I've ever entered that section on purpose.
We finally have a grill! I know. Nearly fourteen years we've been married, and have only felt the need to own a George Foreman version. Chalk it up to apathy, and also that Mark has to meticulously research every purchase over $100. Last spring he decided on a model that would best fit our needs, and after a whole year with the grill in our Amazon "Save for Later" cart, we finally got around to actually sending it to our house. And goodness, have we been enjoying it. Grilled fish tacos and veggies are on the menu for tonight.
(Sidenote: Any local people share our obsession with the CJ's Pub burgers you can buy at Martin's? The black and bleu? Bacon and cheddar? Oh my word.)
4. On Thursday, Noah and I went to a Mother/Son dance sponsored by our city's parks department. Earlier that afternoon, he had suddenly exclaimed, "You know what, Mommy? You're not young." (Not a favorite thing from my week.) But as we were leaving for the dance, he looked up at me and said, "Mommy! You're beautiful." (Definitely my favorite thing.)
Happiest of weekends and Mother's Days to you all!