How many times have you heard the story that the face of Jesus appeared on someone’s grilled cheese sandwich? Absurd, I know. Twist it a little this way and a little that way and sure enough–with a lot of room for interpretation–there he is.
My story isn’t nearly so dramatic, but when I made a Chestnut Pear Soup from the Dorie Greenspan book last night, I poured in a little heavy cream for a lovely garnish. Then my husband made a few sweeps with his spoon and had a delighted look on his face.
He turned it around to show the rest of the family and voila- there was the most amazing image of a mushroom (which is not part of the ingredients I might add). He quickly whipped out his camera, took a shot for the record and then joined us for dinner.