Bake Me Away To Margaritaville

Thanks Kevin! This title was much better than my original “Wasted Away Again in Margarita(Truffle)Ville” – that just felt awkward. Puns just shouldn’t be forced am I right? 😉 Just do what comes natural that’s what I say.

Anyone who knows me knows that I have a love-hate….actually, even that’s too generous – the truth is that it’s a hate-hate relationship with tequila (I don’t know how the tequila industry stays in business to be honest. I feel like everyone I know has some story about how tequila caused them to have the worst night of their lives. Many of these people have, like me, then sworn off tequila forever. When a beverage causes you “Te-Quila”-over, you should just avoid it forever, am I right? No, that’s not right really. There are many other versions of “wobbly-pops” (as Kevin frequently calls alcoholic consumables), that also cause umm…shall we say “adverse events”? but doesn’t stop future-me from telling myself that “this time, it’ll be different”. *Amber shakes head at herself* “Oh Amber, no it won’t. Your ability to deceive yourself on this subject is tantamount to an Oscar winning performance.” Career change perhaps? 😉 )

“But Amber!” you may now be saying to yourself “isn’t one of the key ingredients (in fact, one could arguably call it THE  key ingredient) in a margarita, the ummm.. TEQUILA???!!!” To you dear reader, I humbly give you the head nod of approval for your astute observations on the workings of the cocktail world. You are most definitely correct. And fear not, I am not lying or deceiving you by calling these margarita truffles, because they do in fact contain a soupçon of the dreaded tequila. However, the flavour of it is basically non-existent and if you wanted to leave it out completely, these probably wouldn’t be too different tasting and I would not blame you one iota. In the interest of full disclosure though, you should then either rename them “AsSALTed ( 😉 ) key Lime Pie Truffles” or “Virigin Margarita Truffles”.

Now some of you may recall from a ways back, my online procurement of a whole whack of vegan white chocolate chips. It was basically because of that (as well as a mini bar sized bottle of tequila that I’d had kicking around in my cabinet for a while) that caused me to make these. As well as the coarse sea salt on top of these, I also included more coarse sea salt in the actual truffles themselves, so you get these little crunchy pops of salty goodness. If you’re a person with excessively high blood pressure, these may not be the dessert for you, but if that’s not a concern, have at it I say!

Where these circles of ooey-gooey goodness are concerned, tequila and I just might be able to come to a wary (and very probably extremely temporary) truce. I may just have to upgrade our relationship status from its current “Pure, Unadulterated Hatred” to “It’s Complicated”.