They say, some things in life never run out of vogue.
They have been, over the ages, deconstructed and reconstructed, altered and tweaked, experimented on and just as one thought they were fading out of memory, have they crawled back and re-written the rules.
Think of that little black dress Audrey Hepburn wore in Breakfast at Tiffanys.
That intoxicating perfume Coco Chanel crafted.
That Louis Vuitton bag.
Or those aviator shades Tom Cruise donned in Top Gun.
Its not just fashion in case thats where your mind is drifting to, it does extend to the cosmos of food as well.
That sinful Gosht Biriyani conjured to flawless perfection at Dum Pukht at Maurya Sheraton.
Or that straight-off-the-oven croissant in a neighborhood boulangerie in Paris.
That unimaginably simple yet divine Neapolitan pizza in a quiet family-run cafe.
And of course those gorgeous vintage desserts – the to-die-for tiramisu, the Vienesse strudel, the list goes on and on, and thankfully so.
Today I try my hands at an American classic, from the lands of Huck Finn, muddy Mississipi and steamships, the Mississippi Mud Pie.
Sinfully decadent, a wicked indulgence for all those chocolate-lovers, a divine union of cream and chocolate on a bed of crumbly cookies smothered in butter, this is far from suitable for the weak-hearted or the calorie-conscious.
Do try my Mississippi Mud Pie, I can assure, you shall be left licking your fingers.