I’ve worked with a lot of creative people in my life, but right up there at the top of the list is Vanessa Holden, who I met when she was creative director of Real Simple, and who went on to become editor-in-chief of Martha Stewart and creative director at West Elm. Her most impressive credential, though, might be Soul Safari, the conference-slash-revolution she’s organizing around a simple idea: Everyone is creative, and creativity has the power to change lives. (Next up: NYC.) Today, as part of my Family Rituals Series, she guest-posts about the Pavlova tradition that she and her husband Simon Andrews have carried with them from Australia. Come to think of it, maybe it’s the Pavlova that qualifies as her most impressive credential. Take it away, Vanessa!
We’re pretty loose (read: useless) with maintaining traditions in any traditional sense. As Australians living in New York for over a decade now, we’ve attended as many Thanksgivings and Christmases as “orphans” as we’ve hosted; we’ve been lucky to join friends all over the country as they celebrate big milestones, as well as Easter, Memorial Day, the Fourth, Labor Day, and Halloween; our kids have often celebrated birthdays away at camp (for the bigger kids — us –great birthdays are about surprises than more of the same); and we’ve headed home only a handful of times to celebrate birthdays or holidays with our family and friends in and around Sydney.
The cadence of our lives is loose and flexible, and very much last-minute – we’re pretty spontaneous party-planners. We will come over for a drink or dinner at the drop of a hat, and like to get out of the city and travel whenever we can, which means that the traditions we do have — certainly the ones around food — are the the ones we can make happen quickly and yes, truly effortlessly. Here, the tradition of the pavlova, or “The Pav,” reigns above all else.
Growing up in Australia, the Pav was served as an all-in dessert after casual backyard barbecues or sophisticated grown-up dinner parties – we had it for Christmas as well as for birthdays, and especially in the summer. A friend might bring one over, but you never bought a Pav from the store — Pavs were made at home, and everyone’s Mum made her own version.
There’s something magic about a Pav — it makes any gathering a celebration. Something about their flamboyant piled-high swooshiness that says Wow! We’re here! Isn’t this great? I love you! Isn’t this fun?! For us, it’s a dessert that makes any get-together special, but not fancy, decadent but not overdone. Pavs are made for first birthdays as well as fortieths; they’re requested for birthdays as well as holidays; for the Fourth of July as well as Christmas; they’re the iconic dessert of Australia, and make every event we have feel more rooted and us.
Pavlovas float to the table like fluffy, dreamy delicious clouds, inevitably received with oohs and aahs and wows. All the drama of a Pav belies the simplicity of its creation – it’s a short, easily memorized recipe of really just sugar, eggs, and air. Forgiving in form and flavor – it’s hard to mess it up, and even better when you make it your own. Eventually everyone experiments with their own favorite flavors or shapes, traditional and some decidedly not.
In the quintessential Australian version (the one our Mums, and everyone’s Mums, used to make) a light, crisp-chewy meringue nest comes perfectly crisp on the outside, marshmallow-fluffy on the inside, and is topped with a generous layer of whipped cream, sliced bananas and passion fruit pulp. Both of our Mums added strawberries and sliced kiwi fruit too – sometimes carefully placed, sometimes tumbled on. This is the version our kids still love the most: the Australian Classic.
For my fortieth birthday, Simon piled the three separate pavlovas four layers high, layered each of them with St. Germain-infused whipped cream, all confetti’d with piles of red berries.
For a Fourth party, we’ve made a giant pavlova, overflowing with the red (strawberries and raspberries), white and blue (blueberries), an oversize, decadent centerpiece. Once lunch was over, everyone dug in with a spoon, right there at the table.
For Christmas we’ve made a pavlova “tree,” dressed it with pomegranate seeds, cranberries and golden pistachio toffee shards, all drizzled it with burnt toffee caramel.
On a summer vacation, we’ve add chopped mango and fragrant lychees that complement the tang of the passion fruit. (But any tropical fruit piled on top would work just as well.)
On a New Year’s Eve, the chocolate-swirled meringue base cracked and fell to pieces – but we piled it high with dark cherries, espresso cream, and cocoa nibs and presented it deconstructed and glittering with sparklers – a perfectly imperfect mess!
There are endless ways to make a pavlova your own. Take a crispy-chewy meringue to another level by topping it with coconut (it toasts beautifully as it bakes), or studding it with toasted hazelnuts or walnuts, or nuggets of dark chocolate, or swirling it with pomegranate syrup. Blanket the base with dulce de leche, salted caramel, berry coulis or tangy fruit curd. Fold macerated berries or pureed fruit into the whipped cream, or flavor it with liquer, or rose- or orange blossom-water. Swap whipped cream for yoghurt or mascarpone blends, or ditch it entirely for ice cream, semi-freddo, sorbet or gelato.
Here’s our basic recipe and three simple versions – but think of these suggestions as just the beginnings of your own. We think traditions are better shared, and certainly more delicious, that way.
4 large (120 grams) egg whites
1 cup (200 grams) superfine or castor sugar
1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 teaspoon white vinegar
1/2 tablespoon cornstarch (corn flour)
1 cup (240 ml) heavy whipping cream
Preferred fruit topping (two options below)
Preheat your oven to 250° F making sure the rack is in center of oven.
Take a piece of parchment paper and draw a 7-inch circle on the paper. Turn the parchment paper over so the circle is on the reverse side and place it on your baking sheet. (You should still see the circle even when the paper is turned over.)
In the bowl of your electric mixer, with the whisk attachment, beat the egg whites on medium speed with a small pinch of salt until they hold soft peaks. Start adding the sugar, a tablespoon at a time, and continue to beat, on high speed, until the meringue holds very stiff and shiny peaks. The meringue should feel smooth, not gritty when rubbed between your fingers.
Beat in the vanilla extract. Sprinkle the vinegar and cornstarch over the top of the meringue and, with a rubber spatula, gently fold in. Spread the meringue inside the circle drawn on the parchment paper.
Bake for 60 to 75 minutes or until the outside is dry and a very pale cream color. Turn the oven off and let the meringue cool completely in the oven.
Just before serving, gently place the meringue onto a serving plate and whip the cream in your electric mixer until soft peaks form. Spoon the lightly whipped cream into the center of the meringue and gently tumble the fruit on top.
Option 1: Lemon Curd
Makes about 1 1/3 cups
Active time 20 min Total time 1 1/4 hr
1/2 cup fresh lemon juice
2 teaspoons micro planed fresh lemon zest
1/2 cup sugar mixed with two teaspoons cornstarch
3 large eggs
3/4 stick (6 tablespoons) unsalted butter, cut into bits
Whisk together juice, zest, sugar cornstarch, and eggs in a 2-quart heavy saucepan. Stir in butter and cook over moderately low heat, whisking frequently, until curd is thick enough to hold marks of whisk and first bubble appears on surface, about 6 to 8 minutes. Transfer lemon curd to a bowl and chill, its surface covered with plastic wrap, until cold, at least 1 hour.
Top the pavlova with the whipped cream then lemon curd and toasted almonds. Dust with powdered sugar.
Option 2: Figs with Honey and Blackberries
For a richer, tangier variation, substitute in half greek yogurt with half amount whipped cream. Layer honeycomb, sliced blackberries and ripe figs, and finish with a drizzle of honey.
THANK YOU VANESSA!!!