I saw this video on Facebook for a dessert that I HAD to try. It was easy. It was fancy schmancy looking. And it was going to be on my dinner menu tonight!!!
I wish I had a clue how to transfer the video to this blog, but I don’t, so tough beans! It is basically a slice of puff pastry dough, brushed with apricot jam, lined with thinly sliced, lemon-water-soaked, par-cooked apple slices, and rolled up to look like a rose, then baked.
I did all of that. And when I pulled these babies from the oven.
I mean, these apple roses could have been in that video!
I could not wait to serve them up and taste them! I was so pleased!
Everyone…My Captain, my brats, and Grandma Jane, all looked suitably impressed! My chest puffed with pride! My head grew larger! I became very condescending to any questions about how to make these. I was all, “Well, of COURSE you have to slice the apples so very thinly, which takes a lot of careful and talented knife-work….blah, blah, blah….”
And they looked so cute on our dinner plates next to the PoorMan Steak and Escalloped Cabbage Casserole I served along with it. I so wished I had a Better Homes and Garden photographer on hand.
And you know what? These beautiful, delectable looking apple roses…..
They were awful. Tasteless. Weird-textured. Hard to swallow.
I deflated faster than a Superbowl football. I looked at the faces around the table. My beloved family was trying hard to swallow these little fruit bombs. They were kind, but I know they are starting to dread my gastronomical experiments.
But don’t judge!