The Glorious Pavlova

Here's why. Pavlova was one of the earliest desserts I tried when I started baking, maybe around last three years, and trust me, that was the ONLY time my pavlova turned out perfect. The only time and it was my first time. The next hundred times consisted of only failures, where my pavlovas turned out gooey and mushy, sticky even, and some were miserable failures, to the point I stopped baking for a while due to the absence of hope in me. I don't know about you guys, but meringue is one heck of a sensitive dessert. A little contact with water AND THERE YOU GO, goodbye four egg whites. And then you can feel the four egg yolks next to you laughing at you. 

Long story short, my best friend, Lara one day pm-ed me and said she was going to bake a pavlova and that it would be fun if we could bake it together, (as in not physically together but you know) but I was hesitant at first. No fruits were available too at that moment so I didn't really wanna join, but my little heart insisted me to join, telling me that "It's okay you can buy the fruits tomorrow." And of course I fell for it. 

So I took out my mixing bowl and cleaned it thoroughly making sure there was not even a drop of water sticking around, and separated the egg whites from the yolks. I was so pessimistic about this I kept telling myself THIS IS NOT GONNA WORK I'M NOT GONNA EXPECT SO MUCH FROM THIS. My meringue was glossy and white, and at that time I started hoping. Baked it for an hour, resisting the temptations to open the oven door occasionally, and when it was time to stop baking, I saw a perfect PERFECT crispy pavlova. Got so excited I actually took a lot of pictures for this pavlova hahaha. Thanks Lara, I owe you a huge one. 

A glorious day for me, it was. Hehehe.

You see guys, it's never wrong to take chances~