It is a family trifle recipe, my mother's to be precise, (although I dare say she pinched it from somewhere), and it is so incredibly easy and involves no real cooking. A bit of slicing, boiling water, boiling milk, whipping cream and mixing a few bits, but the tradition is at the point of serving.
This trifle is not a success unless it slurps.
Yes, you read that right. The trifle must slurp as the first spoonful is served.
Imagine the children's delight and ensuing hilarity as I produced six individual trifles yesterday, just for a bit of fun. We had to listen to each one intently as the first spoonful was taken, one or two even slurped more than once!
Oh yes, a great success indeed, the slurping trifles.
Saturday 10 March 2018 – Sue’s 100th parkrun
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