Journal

Let's be clear. This is an ode to, not a recreation of, the pavlova. My mum makes the best pavlova. That, in my opinion, is a fact. It is crunchy and chewy, not full of airy, fluffy soft meringue. Before I cut out sugar, I tried to make it with her recipe but it just wasn't the same. It's been a long time since I have eaten it.

I have such fond memories of sitting on the kitchen counter as a child, licking the beaters and running my little pudgy fingers around the bowl to scoop...