I have made a decision, and Y is Yule Log.
About December 2017.
Brennan was looking at a cookbook and she squinted in concentration.
"Bones, what are you doing?" asked Parker.
"I am making a chocolate meringue Yule log and I am wondering whether or not to put a little more sugar in the egg white mix." said Brennan tapping her spatula in time with the music on the radio.
"I thought you had to whisk the eggs until they were stiff. Why are you making a meringue Yule log instead of a sponge?"
"I thought we could go for a lighter log this year because your father couldn't move last year after the turkey." said Brennan.
"No one could move after the turkey Bones." said Parker. "Do you need me to do anything?"
"Can you measure out a tablespoon of cocoa powder and sieve two tablespoons of cornflower?" asked Brennan.
"Does this go in with the egg whites?"
"Yeah."
Parker measured out the cocoa powder and cornflower into the egg white and sugar mixture. Brennan grabbed the electric whisk and used it to mix the ingredients together. Once she thought it was mixed, she held it above Parker's head. It was stiff.
"Okay, you can lay that out on the parchment." said Brennan. "That needs an hour. So I can start getting some berries and holly to decorate. Get some whip cream and start whipping."
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After an hour and about ten minutes cooling, Brennan had collected all the non-poisonous berries she could find and some holly. Parker had whipped some cream until it was stiff and he mixed some icing sugar into the cream to sweeten it.
"Chocolate sauce?" asked Brennan.
"What about chocolate sauce?" asked Parker.
"I thought you melted the chocolate." said Brennan
"You said to whip the cream."
"No problem, I'll just melt some over a pan." said Brennan going to the fridge. She looked around the fridge but couldn't find the chocolate. "Parker, have you seen a large chocolate bar that said sixty percent on the front?"
"No. I don't know anyone in this family who likes sixty percent chocolate." said Parker. Parker turned his head to see Hank walking in with a foil wrapper.
"Hank, did you eat the chocolate in the fridge?" asked Brennan.
"I was quite peckish Temperance so I thought I would help myself to some of the chocolate." said Hank.
"There were two bars in the fridge yesterday." said Brennan. "I was making a Yule log for Christmas desert."
"I have only had one." said Hank.
"Parker, can you run out to the store and get two bars of sixty percent chocolate?" asked Brennan.
"Fine." said Parker.
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When Parker returned with the chocolate, Brennan had heated up some water in a pan and had put a glass bowl over it. She smashed the bars on the counter and opened the packet and the shards fell into the glass bowl.
The chocolate melted and Brennan poured some of it onto the cooked meringue. After she smothered the whipped cream onto the meringue and attempted to roll it into a log shape.
"Bones, some of the cream is coming out of the log." said Parker.
"I know. I can remove it with a spoon." said Brennan as she finished rolling it. After she grabbed the icing sugar to dust the log and scattered the berries she had picked. "There done."
"Wow, that looks good." said Parker.
"No touching until after dinner tomorrow." said Brennan removing the excess cream and putting the log into the fridge.
Later that day, Brennan went to check if Parker had decided to sneak a slice of the log but found it had disappeared. Brennan went into the living room and found Hank sitting in front of the television with the log on a plate.
"I'm just going to get ice cream." said a defeated Brennan.
At least someone enjoyed the Yule Log.