When I was a kid, my sister and I had set foods we were allowed to make without the aid of my mother. For me, it was muffins. I was able to measured, mix, dole out, and place in the oven all by myself. It became so routine, I had the recipe memorized. Until one day I didn’t. My brains seemed to have scrambled, and instead of 2 tsp of baking powder it asked for, I used 2 cups of baking powder, mixing it up with the flour measurement. I remember in the most vivid detail telling my mom we ran out of BP and she had to reach for the second bottle so I could place it in the mixer. I added the remainder of ingredients, turned the mixer on, then off, and then proceeded to freak out! The enormous amount of BP I used caused the recipe to expand and explode. I realized the mistake too late, and ran off crying.
Of course, now I laughed it off, but I learned a valuable lesson which was read the recipe no matter how many times you have made something before! A lesson I seemed to have forgotten when I made this mousse. Once again, my brain scrambled and I reached for the cream cheese instead of whipping cream, proceeding to use the last of it. Instead of throwing out the now cream cheese mixture (like I did with the failed muffins), being the frugal mother I am, I tasted the filling, and loved it. I combined it with the now whipped cream, and served it to my husband who ate two serving by himself. The man certainly likes his peanut butter!
Are you a mousse purist (chocolate only) or would you venture out and try a peanut butter mousse?