First she made the custard...egg yolks, heavy cream, vanilla beans...you know the drill.
The custard goes on the grill in a roaster pan half full of water.
After they had cooled and set up, it was time to caramelize the tops. First you add the sugar.
Then you get out the torch.
And, when you are done, voila...creme brulee!
OK, I know what you are thinking; "Life's short...eat dessert first." We didn't. This was dessert, and we ate it last. First we had some "appetizers"! Would you believe that the appetizers consisted of a stuffed meatloaf, lobster mac 'n cheese, and a huge lasagna with sausage? First a couple of pictures of the meatloaf before and after slicing.
Don't ask whose martini that is.
Then there is a picture of the lobster mac 'n cheese.
And, as if that weren't enough, out came the lasagna with sausage.
As you can well imagine, there were no entrees after those appetizers. Did I mention that they were all prepared by award winning cooks? There was something special about all of them. Then we had the creme brulee.
As the title of this piece suggests, Durelle and I ( and Dick Brann) have enjoyed being the unwarranted recipients of this largese. Tomorrow the Fylers arrive to help share this burden.
As I close, I will attach a 'tugboat in the fog' picture for Ann.
I can only imagine what sort of delicacies we will see on the fourth of July.