On the menu this evening:
It wasn't dessert, it was my actual dinner. What a pikey! Who cares; I ate salad for lunch (WeightWatchers - yawn) just so that I could have this (please note that this is not sound nutritional advice). Creamy vanilla ice cream with my special Vahiné caramel sauce.
If you ever see this stuff in the shops, grab a bottle. It is delicious with ice cream, pancakes and fresh fruit. I also like to sauté a couple of chopped pears (or apples) in a smidge of butter and drizzle a little of this over them. I know it's easy enough to make your own caramel sauce but, really, sometimes you need a quick fix. (It occurred to me today that I could have used it to flavour the buttercream for the caramel cupcakes at the weekend rather than faffing around making my own caramel, too.)
As I ate it, the dog was watching my every move. I thought she wanted the dregs of ice cream from the bottom of the tub, but no:
She just had the urge to accessorise. Ha! I like her style.
PS I just wrote a whole paragraph about my bee saga and deleted it. It makes me want to cry and this is a cheerful post. So yes, the saga continues and whether the bees live or die it is going to cost
us a few hundred pounds to have scaffolding to get into the chimney to sort it out.
Pass the sherry, please.