Great generosity and hospitality has been shown over the holidays by friends and relations. So the annual ceremony of opening the Bauli only happened today. A Bauli is, as it says on the outside, il pandoro di Verona.
So I swathed-on a clean pinny, took a short vegetable knife in one hand and the Bauli in the other and started hacking into the bottom of the carton. Fail. I ended ripping it out with tooth and nail. Inside the Bauli sat smugly encased in see-through, the tightly sealed packet of icing sugar and the refastener coyly out of sight. But I just tipped the lot out onto the table, stood the B on its head and sliced open the inner wrapper. Hah. Pass.
I readied the cellophane, rolled down to half way, and opened the icing sugar packet - just the corner, of course, otherwise it comes out too fast. Pass.
Icing sugar tipped in, sides rolled up over Bauli, opened end of cellophane closed and seized tight. Shake.
The trouble with triumphant shaking is it's too violent. It only takes a little split, the slightest loss of total grip on the neck, and the icing sugar is out and all over. Fail. Again.
I will get it right in 2011 - or 2012 - or?
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