I woke up this morning with the unusual urge to bake some macaroons – no reason why and I haven’t a clue where the idea came from. Over breakfast I pondered my sweet desire and decided to give in to it.
With the radio entertaining me with some old hits I whipped the egg-white into frenzy and sieved the powder-sugar in, a hint of lemon and lots of coconut later I was left with a sugary, white batter – like a cloud in a bowl.
As I spooned little fluffy pillows onto the baking tray I decided to pop to a friend for a cup of tea and share my morning munchies. And the rest – well I will offer them to the lovely mechanic around the corner – my boot won’t unlock so maybe we can exchange some goodies!
a little darker then I like – but yummy none the less
I have three coconut palms in my yard and will gladly give you fresh coconut pulp. All you need to do is come pick it up! Otherwise, I’ll see you in what you call summer!
love it – so if i come and pick the coconut s … where can I stay? And yes look forwrad to seeing you in “summer’