The easiest dessert I know how to make:
CHOCOLATE MOUSSE (serves 6)
1 x 200 g bar of cooking chocolate 50 - 70% coca
4 eggs, separated
Break the chocolate bar into pieces and place in a microwaveable bowl. Place in the microwave for 30 seconds at a time, until the chocolate is soft. Make sure you don't do this too many times (about 3 bursts is enough) or the chocolate will go all weird.
When the chocolate is melted, mix it together with a wooden spoon. Wait about a minute then add the egg yolks. Mix fast and thoroughly so whatever heat is left in the chocolate doesn't scramble the eggs.
In a separate bowl, whisk the egg whites until they form firm peaks.
Fold the egg whites into the yolk and chocolate mixture.
Place the mix in one large bowl or several small ones.
Chill for a few hours or overnight.
That's it! Serve and be amazed...this is my grandmother's recipe and it's the best chocolate mousse ever. The fact that there is no added sugar or butter makes for a very firm and bubbly mousse.
The recipe can be doubled for larger amounts of people.
One more tip, for a fancy version to impress guests:
Place one or two leaves of clear gelatine in a small amount of warm water. Once the gelatine is dissolved, add it to the finished chocolate mix. Put the mix in a cake mould and chill. After a few hours, put it in the freezer. Take the mousse out an hour before serving. When it's time to serve, flip the mousse out onto a plate - the gelatine should make it firm enough to stand that way. Then whip some cream with sugar until it forms peaks and cover the mousse. This mousse can be sliced and looks like a cake but it's not. Never fails to impress.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
Last edited by little_tippler; 12-17-2009 at 05:53 AM..
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