Words cannot do justice to this incredible dish. Henceforth I will refer to the days before 4th May as "my deprived" years; and the day after that momentous day as "ahhhhh."
We had this dish at the house of my friend Warwick Sullivan (Warwick is pronounced without the second 'w') His lovely wife Cheryl created this delicacy for us.
What is Pavlova you may ask. At a very superficial level it is a dish of baked sweetened meringue, smothered in whipped, cream and topped with fresh fruit. In the case of my first Pavlova (there will be many subsequent tastings) it was topped with fresh strawberries and home made passion fruit sauce with a ring of kiwi's to accent.
However Pavlova is much more than the sum of the parts. Taken individually each one of the components of a Pavlova is great to eat; taken together it eating a Pavlova is a spiritual experience. The crunchy meringue melts on your tongue, the whipped cream tempers the sweetness of the meringue and adds its own unique texture to the dish, when you bite down on the fresh fruit and the flavor explodes in your mouth.
I was pleased when the Pavlova was brought to the table as I knew this was a traditional New Zealand dessert. After my first bite I realized this was something more than a simple dessert. I wished I had taken a picture to mark the occasion. So after I finished my first piece I went and got the camera. Here I record my first Pavlova.In the following picture from left to right Cheryl (the creator of my first Pavlova,) Kiersty (her daughter,) Chris and Warwick.
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