Please don’t let the word panna cotta put you off. Maybe it’s just me, but historically I am not at all a fan. I think I was scarred by one served up regularly in college, soap-like and jiggly and textureless and eaten after too much cheap wine. I tried it again at The Engine Room and concluded it was that specific college panna cotta that was dreadful, rather than all panna cottas of the species, and I shouldn’t tar them all with that brush. In theory. I still can’t shake the fear that any panna cotta I ever order might turn out like soap, and so am never adventurous enough to venture from the much safer chocolate puddings and tarte tatins and tiramisus of a dessert menu. Or maybe I still just don’t like panna cotta. Regardless, this is not a panna cotta as you know it. Instead, it is a cake drenched in the stuff – bathed in vanilla cream, not unlike a bread and butter pudding. It somehow soaks evenly through the almond and raspberry sponge without a hint of sogginess. Moist and dense, but never ever wet. Dark chocolate ganache painted all over and toasted coconut finishes it off. It’s not too sweet but very rich, and could just as easily be served up with a morning coffee as it could be with a scoop of cream for dessert. Get the recipe here. This month Currently making
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Wednesday, March 3, 2021
Panna Cotta Lamington Cake
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