My fiancé, I may have said this before, he is a food wizard. Last night he made Crème brûlée, we do not have a torch so he found a recipe for broiling the top so you get to crack into it like in the 2001 movie Amélie pronouncing taste for all life’s small pleasures: immersing one’s hand in a sack of grain, cracking the crust of a crème brûlée with the back of a teaspoon or skipping stones on the Canal St-Martin.
It truly is a luxury to live with someone who can whip up a dessert such as this, one that I’d never tasted before I met him. I’d only ever tried it in restaurants before last night but homemade is always more exciting. If you’d like to try this recipe too you can find it HERE.