"Oh, good!" was her reply. "I've got a recipe I've been wanting to try for a long time so that will be perfect."
Although the name of this pastry is technically Profiteroles with Creme Patissiere, otherwise known as cream puffs, they filled my request to a "T" yesterday.
See if you can keep from licking your screen.
Going, going . . .
I was unselfish (it was hard) and shared with Papa Pea and the creator of these wonderful bits of lusciousness.
They were delightful little nuggets just the right size to pop into one's mouth, sit back and . . . swoon. Not overly sweet in any way, but just right. I may have eaten
ten one or two more than I should have. (Piggy, piggy, oink-oink. No excuse, I just couldn't stop.)
The best news? There are at least half of the "puffs" left to be filled and enjoyed today.