My DDs bake a Pavlova for my DHs birthday each year. It's a tradition of sorts - and every year they promise that they will find a new cake to bake because they are sick of meringue fussiness.
Of course each year passes and they forget all about their Pavlova Promise... so here we are again.
What I really love about this cake is the drama associated with baking it. There is so much potential for failure, so much drama associated with each step of it's creation...that I always end up asking my DDs -why didn't they just bake a sponge?
There must definitely be an allure in wanting to get this recipe right.
What I really love each year is watching my older DD send my younger DD to get their father in front of the cake ...before it collapses!
It's very funny and we all enjoy this yearly ritual.
Here is this years:
you can see the top collapsing as the knife cuts its first slice...
but we don't care, it tasted great
I've been back in my studio, looking over my fabrics
I've seen several finished block 1's. They are all quite different and all work in their own way.
Funnily enough, I was considering a black and white version, a lilac colour version, a traditional stash version - and these have all been made so far by Yahoo Group Members. I have really enjoyed looking at these blocks.
It's great to see the same pattern expressed in these different ways.
I'm still deciding.
Should you fight your fabric instinct and do something different
...or go with what feels right?