Happy weekend everyone. Is it just me that got completely caught out by the fact that Valentines Day is just over a week from now? I am not someone who cares about it much, to be honest, but as a recipe developer that’s a major slip up. I blame the pandemic and the fact that all the days merge into one really looooong day when you spend too much time in the same routine and the same surroundings without any meaningful break.

Luckily for me, and for you, I did have a suitable recipe finalised already, so I was fairly relaxed when I realised my error. On the day of shooting, however, I did get stressed when I went to look for my testing notes. I could not find them anywhere and I vividly remember writing them down. I checked all of my and Duncan’s notepads (which I apparently have a tendency to steal and ‘litter’ with half-baked recipe ideas 😉 ) and I could not find any that resembled this recipe at all. I checked my computer notes and nothing. Arggh…

My saving grace was the fact that this recipe is simple and has only a handful of ingredients and because I did write them down at some point (it will crop up when don’t need it anymore), the quantities got etched in my memory with one exception but I just quickly retested that before the photoshoot so phew, ‘disaster’ averted.

I dedicate these marzipan truffles to my partner in crime, Duncan, who absolutely loves marzipan. He was squealing with joy (like a cute piglet) when I first came up with these. He is the best husband I could wish for yet I often wonder how incredible it is that we ended up together given that we grew up at the opposite ends of the globe, in very different circumstances. He makes me laugh, he puts up with most of my weirdness, he is kind and loving and always offers surprising (because of his comedic exterior) wisdom when I’m feeling overwhelmed and lost. He deserves all the marzipan truffles in the world and, at the risk of sounding a bit soppy, I do feel so lucky to have him in my life!

I hope you have a marzipan loving someone special in your life too, even and especially if that person is YOU. Self-love, in my experience at least, is harder to earn than someone else’s. You know yourself inside out, warts and all, and it’s these less shiny parts of yourself that need love (or at least graceful acceptance) as much as those that you are fine to share with the world before you can feel truly at peace with yourself. I’m still working on this and since I’m beginning to feel like this post is descending slowly into incoherent rambling, I shall sign off here saying I hope that these truffles will bring you or / and someone else you love joy.