I love sugar. I love it love it love it love it.
Unfortunately, according to the New York Times, it’s not only a wicked source of empty calories and a tooth rotter, it’s actually a cancer-inducing toxin, so that’s yet another thing to look forward to in my swiftly approaching dotage.
Speaking of ageing and sugar, the children’s birthdays are coming up in the next couple of months and I will be doing quite a bit of baking. As you may know if you are a regular reader, I love making cakes in whimsically shaped tins, and will probably find an excuse to buy a couple of new ones for this year.
I usually don’t have grownups to the kids’ parties, but as we’ll be leaving Stepford this summer I will probably combine them with a farewell party and let the big people come too. They shall also need sustenance, and to this end I have just found a glorious website: myjelloamericans, which is devoted to making incredibly delicious jelly-shot cocktails – not like the ones we had back in our youth (disgusting) – but incredibly sophisticated and clever ones you’d be proud to share on your hostess trolley (I don’t have one of these but perhaps I need to purchase one?). I can see the whole idea could become quite addictive. Do go over and have a look.
If you need me in late May I can be found giggling softly with my apron on under the table with some empty bottles and a packet of Knox gelatin. It will probably be a good idea to make the cakes first.
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I did click over, and have to confess the pictures made me feel slightly ill. But it’s early in the morning and I haven’t yet had breakfast, so perhaps it was a little foolhardy to go over to that site. Love the title, though. My Jello Americans! In England, do you think they’d have to get Nijello Lawson to promote it?
That NYT article is excellent, and I fear that there is a lot of truth in it.
But the Jello shots look amazing! You have to get that hostess trolley to serve them, too classy!
Iota, sorry for making you feel sick. Best left until after dinner, I think;)
Geekymummy. You would know more than any of us, re. the sugar.
However, you KNOW if I get that hostess trolley (and the ‘Abigail’s Party’ outfit to go with it) I’ll be constantly loading it up with delicious poison and offering it to you. Dare you to say no!
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