While my friend claimed to be “no flan expert,” she raved about the Flan King from the Farmer’s Market. I was excited to try the original and banana flans that she brought to book club since they sounded legendary. Perhaps my expectations were too high though, because I didn’t quite understand the big to-do. Sure the flan was fine, but not necessarily greater than any other flan I’ve tried before.
Perhaps the most off-putting part was the consistency. This flan was literally as hard and thick as cheese. In fact, I took both a slice of cheese and a slice of flan, to do a side by side to comparison.. yep, same consistency! My other friend, the Cheesecake lover, didn’t mind this density at all. But flan, my fellow sweet-teeth, should have a whisper of lightness, a hint of a jiggle, a bubble of laugher somewhere in there. The Flan King’s version, however, was impenetrably unyielding. It took no prisoners.
Someday I’ll have to tell you about the flan at LaLa’s on Melrose. Now that custard treat is one for the record books!