WHIPPED CREAM

Pudding our parson eats, the squire loves hare, But whipped cream is my Buxoma’s fare, While she loves whipped cream, capon ne’er shall be, Nor hare, nor beef, nor pudding, food for me. Gay. Sweeten with pounded loaf sugar a quart of cream, and to it a lump of sugar which has been rubbed upon the peel of two fine lemons or little oranges; or flavor it with orange flower water, a little essence of roses, the juice of strawberries, or any other fruit. Whisk the cream well in a large pan, and as the froth rises, take it off, and lay it on a sieve placed over another pan, and return the cream which drains from the froth till all is whisked; then heap it upon a dish, or put it into glasses.

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