Good Dessert Idea Gone Bad

So as I mentioned last week, we received a big case of delicious figs and I needed to act fast and create something delicious before they went bad. So I did. On Saturday, I had one of my mad-scientest moments and just started doing. I went to our prep kitchen with our food processor and started thinking about the crust for the tart I had decided I was going to make. Why a tart? Because we already have cake, cookies, parfait, something chocolate, something coconut on our dessert menu. I thought about it some more and asked myself, what about using coffee in the crust? And so I did. Then I grabbed a bag of tortilla chips, some olive oil, agave and salt and began to process. Voila. I made a crust! I flattened it out on a baking tray and then topped it with the most beautiful ripen figs I could find in our stash. I cut them in half and began to place each, one by one. It was certainly a labor of love. Next up, I took a little honey and egg white and brushed the figs before putting the whole tray in the oven to bake. I cooked it for about 20 minutes. In the interium, I made a whipped cream with cilantro and honey which was made for topping off what I thought was going to be a stellar masterpiece. Once it was out of the oven I sliced and had the staff taste it. That was fun. You know when you’ve come to know people and their reaction to food so well? Well. I know everyone on staff’s reaction by now, and I could tell within the first chew that this would not be a “staff favorite.” Ha. I then waited until Felipe arrived to have him taste it, and see what he thought. He responded with a, “I like it.” Generally if he likes something, he says, “holy s#!@.” So, I know he liked it in theory, more than in reality. And so, even though I felt a sense of failure because nobody loved it, I also felt a sense of accomplishment, given how long it took to make it. It also just motivated me to try making fig ice cream yesterday. And that was a success. As one of our partners put it, “Wow, that’s really figgy.” “Well,” I said, “then it’s perfect.”

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