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Berry Foolish

There is an amazing lot I don't know about cooking. I've never baked a cake or a whole loaf of bread. Never made meringue. Never worked with a pastry bag.

I always get fascinated by professionally decorated food so decided to set at least the last one right. Whipped a cup of cream with a tbsp of caster sugar until it was thick. Got hold of a sandwich bag, cut a small hole and dropped a piping nozzle in. Filled the bag with my whipped cream and then spent a happy hour creating circles, curves and squiggles. I won't torment you with my amateur decorating skills.

But when I'd finished having fun with piping cream I still had half a bag of whipped cream left. Perfect to make a fool.



I've been mixing whipped cream and fruit to create a decandent dessert for ages. But I realized very recently that this is the classic English dessert called Fool. A typical fool is a mix of sweetened fruit puree and whipped cream. But where do I find fruits suitable for a fool in Bombay monsoon - no berries, few peaches (and none in my fridge).

So I got out my bottle of mixed berry no-sugar preserve. I mixed 2 tbsp of that with a tbsp of orange juice to get puree like consistency. Dropped the entire leftover cream on top of this, and mixed very gently. The cream got deliciously flavored, and was lovely when chilled in a wine glass.
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Bharti said…
That sounds like a fun afternoon! There is an amazing lot that most of us don't know about cooking and baking. That's simply 'cause there is just too much out there to know and learn. Fool sounds lovely.
August 15, 2008 at 12:55 AM
notyet100 said…
this sounds like nice fun,..nce ame too,..:-)
August 15, 2008 at 6:41 AM
Anonymous said…
Wow...looks like you a pleasant afternoon :) Looks wonderful!
August 15, 2008 at 11:36 AM
Anonymous said…
wow tahts a very creative idea and its really fun to make new food like this. Its absolutely refreshing.
August 15, 2008 at 9:13 PM
Suganya said…
This is so cool. YUM!
August 15, 2008 at 10:17 PM
Rachel said…
With real berries or not..it sure does tempt me....
August 16, 2008 at 10:00 AM
Aparna Balasubramanian said…
Looks lovely. Just haven't been able to figure out why it's called "fool"! Just doesn't do justice to such a lovely concotion.
August 16, 2008 at 10:57 AM
Sunshinemom said…
I too do that sometimes - trying to decorate the rim etc. Its nice to drink that way:) Yep! I read about these fools - the peach and the mango in GH, and Femina!
August 26, 2008 at 4:14 PM
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