Bon Appetit

Passover is tomorrow (or at least our Seder dinner is) and it is my job to make the dessert. Let me begin by first informing you, that I am not Jewish. My husband, my children, and my in-laws are. So, it probably is not a really good idea to ask someone like me to do anything for this feast. Nevertheless, I attempted to make a nice recipe for Almond-Macaroon torte with chocolate frosting and orange compote (sounds good doesn't it?).

I'm afraid my rendition of it didn't look anything like the picture. I knew when the batter was poured that something was terribly wrong. But since I couldn't add flour or baking soda, I didn't know what the heck to do with it. So I put it in the oven. A torte is supposed to have a cake-like consistancy. When I pulled my "torte" out, it was flat like a cracker and hard as a rock.

"Oh well," I thought. "On to the frosting." I didn't have much luck on that part either. My frosting ended up like a brown play-do concoction. I couldn't even spread it with a knife. So I plastered it in place with my hands.

I stood back to look at my masterpiece. I cut off a few uneven parts and covered it with saran wrap. "Done!" I said. It looked okay, but I figured it was going to taste aweful.

So my husband came home from work and my kids came home from school and started munching on the pieces I had cut off. "Mmm. That's good!" they said.

You have got to be kidding!