Sinful Sunday

After mass, there was a piece of sin waiting for me at Unitel. This hard-to-resist-temptation had 4 layers and was really a recipe for (diet) disaster. Just one slice of it is enough to channel envy, jealousy, gluttony and - after eating it - sloth. Here's the slice of sin:



KC, being the wonderfully sweet girl she is, gave me this equally wonderfully sweet creation. It was a cross between an ice box cake and a brazo de mercedes. The first layer was a graham cracker crust with nuts, the second layer was mango ice cream, on the third one was a pastillas/yema layer, and there was an soft meringue on the top most layer. Just a small forkful was enough to send a sugar rush so intense, I think I needed to be tied down or else i'd be bouncing off walls!

...hmmm... being tied... sounds familiar...

But really, being a dessert connoisseur, this cake is unbelievably and utterly fabulous - maybe even a little slice of heaven. But it really has to be eaten in moderation, or else the sugar overload just might send him or her to heaven. Harharhar.