This all came about due to the fact that my dear husband has asked me for the last 6 years to learn how to make pavlova, but I failed miserably due to not having an electric hand mixer.
Of course I tried cheating and buying a frozen one just to defrost, but, OH NO, the local shops decided to stop selling it so I had to put the Pavlova on a back burner.
Until I met a friend in Pasadena from New Zealand and we used Pavlova as a bargaining chip.
I went to a friends house who has lovely lemon trees and she baked me pavlova.
I gave her that many lemons over a few months I felt bad asking her to make me pavlova.
So I went and got myself a second hand electric mixer and found several different recipes which I tried one by one, each failing miserably. I decided my friend’s recipe was so much better and come on it was from the birth place of pavlova.
So I sucked in my pride and asked her ever so nicely if I could have a copy of her recipe and she was more than happy enough to provide me with her Nanna’s recipe. Needless to say I was so happy that if I could i would have done back-flips, but me and back-flips are a no go.
But after a couple of attempts I believe that i have this whole pavlova milarkey down to a fine art.
In the words of a friend on twitter yes meringue is black magic, you have to have everything just right or it fails miserably, but i can let you in on a little secret the recipe.