My wife’s favourite dessert is crème brûlée, so much so it was the crowning glory of our wedding breakfast. And she’s mad on anything almondy – you know, cherry bakewell, marzipan and the like. So when an Amaretto Crème Brûlée was the pudding du jour in the Allegro restaurant on board the Majestic Princess, it was like Mars(ipan) had aligned with Venus as far as Karen was concerned, her eyes nearly as wide as the side plates when she excitedly pointed it out.
