Soufflés and Sauces and Crêpes, Oh My
I am happy to report that the soufflés last night were amazing. Perfectly light and fluffy and gooey inside.  And to go with them?  Two of the best possible sides: an amazingly smooth and velvety chocolate-Kahlua custard sauce, and our friends Ian and Kristi!  The latter we invited over at the very last minute when we realized that we were going to have way too much soufflé.  As it just happened to turn out, Kristi had been talking about how she wanted to make soufflé, so it worked out perfectly.  My phone conversation with Ian went something like this:
Me: Hey, Dore and I just made soufflés, but we realized that we have way too much.  Would you guys possibly want to come over and share?
Ian: Hold on, I’m going to get a “yes” answer…
[Talking with Kristi in the background.]
Ian:  Are they chocolate soufflés?
Me: Indeed they are.  Chocoloate soufflés with chocolate-Kahlua custard sauce.
Ian: Hold on… I’m going to put you on speaker phone. [pause] Okay, say that again…
Me [now on speaker]: We’ve got some chocoloate soufflés with chocolate-Kahlua custard sauce that we need help with.
Kristi [in background]: Eeeeee!!!
They were over in record time, and I actually got to use the classic line, “They’re just coming out of the oven.”  Everything was perfect. The soufflés were warm, moist, and light.  The chocolate sauce was creamy and rich.  And, best of all, hosting friends was completely hassle free since we’d already done all of the work. 🙂
After a while, Ian and Kristi headed back to Ian’s place (to eat dinner, actually — they were just returned from a trip to Uganda and still hadn’t quite adjusted to the time shift), and Dore and I hung out for the rest of the evening watching videos and laughing, a nice warm glow of deliciousness radiating from our tummies.
This morning we slept in nice and late, and got up feeling very refreshed and energetic.  So what did we do?  Make crêpes, of course.  Yes, crêpes.  Those half-pancake, half-tortilla plate-fulls of deliciousness that only the French could dream up.  I had heard that they were hard to make, but people say the same for soufflés, and we already knew how those turned out, so we figured, “what the heck… let’s give it a go.”
I’m glad we did.
The crêpes turned out fantastic, and were really easy to make!  Dore and I had two each — one savory with prosciutto, spinach, cheese and tomato, and one sweet with sliced strawberries and the chocolate sauce from last night.  Mmm….  I’m pretty sure I’ve never cooked myself a better breakfast.
Fully sated, yet surprisingly not weighed down, we headed out to the gym to work off some of the decadence of the last few days.