What is your favorite sweet thing to eat? Bread pudding? Chocolate chip oatmeal cookies? A smooth and creamy piece of cheesecake? Tell us all about the anticipation and delight of eating your favorite dessert. Not into sweets? Tell us all about your weakness for that certain salty snack.
If someone whispered the word, “silvana” in my ear at a party, you’ll know where to find me – and when you do, I’ll probably be in the midst of stuffing myself with this delectable butterscotch meringue cake of sin.
My mother introduced me to silvanas for she always bought pineapple and cassava pies at the local bakery every Sundays My older brother and I love this stuff and will fight to death for the last one – though we’re too polite to do that in public. Except for our eyes shooting out those death rays at each other, we both are the epitome of tact and self-control.
When my brother brought silvanas (now the current way it’s spelled) for my birthday – purchased from a shop aptly called the House of Silvanas – I just about thought I had died and gone to heaven. I almost ate the entire box but since everyone was sorta watching me, I did manage to exercise some self-control – and left one piece for whoever was lucky enough to realize that there even was a box of silvanas at the party. Fortunately for everyone else, my brother bought two boxes. Guess he knew me too well…
Unfortunately the House of Silvanas closed down (they do take orders for pick up), but I found a few websites that have the recipe. Now I just need whatever self-control I have left not to make myself a whole cake pan of it.