La Chatte Gitane (or The Gypsy Cat) was the name we chose for our cottage in France. We chose it while on the road, moving home, from Ireland to France with 2 dogs and 7 cats in the car.
This blog began its insignificant life as a recipe book for friends and family who would ask me repeatedly for a recipe of this, that and the other.
Since then it has taken many different directions, like gypsies tend to do. Sometimes making a U-turn and revisiting familiar roads and taking a break when necessary.
You'll find recipes here, but also musings about the places we've called home, the gardens that we've established, not always successfully, the homes we've improved and the environments we've lived in. Currently, that is back in Ireland.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Anna Pavlova, dancing The Firebird at last ?

The best recipe, by far, for Pavlova is the one from Joy Of Baking  It has never failed me.
What is so lovely about a Pavlova is that you can dress it up or down as you see fit and according to the occasion.

I never add sugar to the cream, as, imo, there is plenty of sugar in the meringue. 
Use seasonal fresh fruits in any combination you like.  For Easter I like to add some small chocolate eggs, white, dark and milk chocolate.

Here I used kiwi, fresh figs, blackberries, grapes, melon.


  1. Oh my! This looks sooooo good!

  2. I've never in my life yet made a pavlova. It is one recipe I hope to make when I have loved ones around me. I have to say, yours is remarkable. I love the use of fresh fruit - especially fresh figs.

    Whenever i see fresh figs, I am often reminded of my late father in law, who sadly passed away around this time last year. I know he would have loved this pavlova.

  3. Hi Patricia. Greetings from California! I must admit that I have never had pavlova. Your pavlova dish looks soooo delicious. I enjoyed browsing through your blog and I will be back regularly to visit and enjoy! Thanks

  4. Thank you Myriam, Shaheen and Mario for your kind comments.
    Fresh figs are food of the gods ! When we lived in France they were growing in abundance and in the wild, so we would stop the car regularly, get out and gorge on this beautiful fruit.
    Must say it makes the Pavlova look a bit Burlesque.:)


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