Not To Be Trifled With

[Manlove]

We bought back English blancmange and custard to the States one year and made a trifle for our daughter's 8th birthday.
It was lady fingers, then blancmange, then fruit laden jelly, then custard then whipped cream then sprinkles. A cornucopia of sweet sugary party goodness.

Not one American kid touched it. Damn little ingrates! 8)