Monday, 28 May 2007

Margarita Sorbet (dairy-free)

Tanya left the whirling room of dancers. Her face was flushed, her eyes were bright, but her heart was heavy. He was not there. She choked back a sob and stepped silently from the grand hall into another grandiose room. By stark contrast, this room was silent and cool, lit only by the chilled moonlight streaming through the open French doors. Tanya moved quickly to the balcony and leant wearily against the cold white marble.

Her mind thought back to their last meeting, a relaxed barbecue on the beach, a moonlit walk, his rough embrace and the passion with which he had crushed her lips. Then he had left, he had pulled away as if alarmed by the depth of his feelings. He had not called, and tonight he had not come.

Tanya turned to go and was startled to see a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing in the shadows of the room. In the dim light she made out his deep, smouldering eyes and the rugged thrust of his firm, square jaw. ‘Tanya’, he breathed.
Hugo, you came’ she said simply. ‘Of course’ he replied in his husky voice.

He moved towards her with strong and powerful strides, and swept her into his arms, almost crushing her in his manly embrace. They stayed locked together for many minutes, his breath hot and urgent. Then he stepped back and held her at arm’s length. His thick, dark curls had fallen across his face, his eyes were gleaming and he grinned with happiness.
‘Wait, wait, I’ve got to ask you something.’ He led her to the moonlit balcony, now his face became serious. Again he kissed her, cupping her face in his strong, masculine hands and tracing the outline of her fine features. He pulled away from her succulent lips, bent down and pulled a small object towards him that he must have hidden earlier on the balcony.

‘I have to ask you’ he said again, and slowly dropped to one knee. Her heart leapt within her breast, ‘I know it’s early and we haven’t known each other long, and I don’t know if you will…perhaps you don’t feel the same…’ his voice tailed off uncertainly. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. He gently took her hand and her eyes closed with emotion as she felt a cold pressure on her palm,
If it’s not too early, will you,’ he said, ‘have a Margarita sorbet?
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Hugo's Margarita Sorbet
I can't understand why you wouldn't want a tub of Hugo's love juice chilling in your freezer. The alcohol content ensures it doesn't quite set and it has a delightful slushy consistency. I'm often tempted to creep down to the cellar, open the freezer, pop a straw into the tub and slurp away. Do remember to drink in moderation. I often forget that bit. And the best bit? Hugo is a man of simple needs and he doesn't require an ice-cream maker for this sorbet. God love him.
250g sugar
600ml water
135ml Tequila
90ml Cointreau
45ml fresh lime juice - about 2 limes- plus the zest
An extra lime for decoration
Coarsely ground salt
Hugo's rose petals of lurve(optional)
  • Put the water and sugar into a medium-sized saucepan. Bring the water to the boil without stirring and then let it simmer without stirring until all the sugar has dissolved. Let it boil for about 5 minutes, then set it aside to cool
  • When the sugary water is cold, grate the rind of the two limes into the saucepan. Squeeze the juice of the limes into the pan as well. If you have a reamer and can get some of the pulp in, so much the better. Scrape it out with a spoon if you don't have a reamer
  • Add the Tequila and Cointreau and stir it all up
  • Taste it and see if it needs more sugar, or perhaps a dash more of lime?
  • Divide the mixture between two or even three ice-cream tubs. You need a thin layer to get it to set as hard as possible. Place the tubs in the freezer and leave to freeze for at least 12 hours
  • When the sorbet has set, scrape it all out and put it into a liquidiser or blender. Blend it until it is smooth and then put it back into the containers. Put all the containers back into the freezer and freeze for at least 24 hours
  • The sorbet will go firm around the edges, but be lovely and slushy in the middle
  • To serve, grate some salt onto a small plate. Rub some juice from the third lime around the rim of the glass and dip the glass into the salt to form a lovely salty rim
  • Spoon in some sorbet and grate some more lime zest over the top
  • Add a petal of lurve if you are trying to charm your Tanya or your Hugo
  • Santé!


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13 comments:

Stay at home dad said...

Oo er. Give up the day job!

Pig in the Kitchen said...

I don't think I could live with myself if I had to write that stuff for a living!

rilly super said...

oh PITK, sob sob, I'm not sure you don't do that for a living you know! I hope Hugo changed his trousers before having the sorbet.

lady macleod said...

Piggy It's time for you to get out of the kitchen for a bit love. Funny stuff.

Pig in the Kitchen said...

Rilly, you have rumbled me! You can find me in print at trashy, sticky fiction.com and i'm wincing slightly at what I think you are suggesting about Hugo's trousers! That was not intentional!

Lady M, you're right, my kitchen is getting a bit steamy...;-)
Pigx

Miss Thistle said...

Sounds wonderful! and I can't believe Hugo's love juice is really dairy free! but you really do need to get out of the kitchen for a couple of hours.....

Frog in the Field said...

Well, I'm so glad you discovered me so I could discover you!
My youngest daughter has an awful allergy to dairy, strawberries and kiwi's. I shall indulge my daughter with your recipes...when her chicken pox have gone and she can eat and drink again, that is.

mutterings and meanderings said...

I thought I was at Pig's blog but seem to have stumbled into a Mills and Boon ...

muddyboots said...

that sorbet sounds yummy!

Pig in the Kitchen said...

Miss Thistle, good to see you again, let me assure you that Hugo's juice is completely dairy-free. And I will be leaving the kitchen soon, for the cellar, and a glug of that yummy sorbet.

Hello FITF, a warm welcome to you. Sorry to hear about your daughter's allergies, my eldest is also allergic to kiwis, it's a weird one isn't it? Your poor love with Chicken Pox, hope she gets better soon, is she the last of the three to have it or will it be incubating its way around your family? I'll leave you with that cheery thought...

Hello M&m, my childhood reading was not wasted as Hugo's sorbet proves...

Muddyboots, you'll have to eat this sorbet when your long slog in the cafe is over, a few mouthfuls of it and you might be cheerily allowing an ice-cream lock-in! What a drain on your profits...
Pigx

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

oooooh....Harlequin+ I am just imagining the steamy and slushy book cover:-)

Marianne said...

Sex and food PITK. Scrumptious!

Pig in the Kitchen said...

Maryam in M, welcome...alas, the book cover will have to stay in your head, don't think I'll be writing that one any time soon!

Marianne, sex? I prefer to think of it as gentle romance!
Pigx