Some “firsts” you remember and others you don’t. I can’t remember my first Sex in a Pan.
Many years ago, I was told Sex in a Pan was for women only. Men don’t like it. It is something you never do alone, always with others, preferably in the afternoon.
Hemingway once said, “Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.” I say, never have Sex in a Pan with anyone you don’t like–at least a little bit. Otherwise, why go to all the trouble?
What’s special about Sex in a Pan? It’s not the equipment, which is ordinary. It’s not the getting ready, which is straightforward. It’s not the result, which is pleasurable. It is when everything comes together.
I remember one Sex in a Pan party around my friend Linda’s table when we lived in Taiwan. The other guests were Asian women who had no idea what to expect. But, as with our American Thanksgiving dinners, they wanted to learn and share new customs. So they joined in…and loved it.
Sex in a Pan is like secretly swiping your finger across a thickly frosted cake. It’s what lingers in the memory after taste melts away. But Sex in a Pan is not cake. It is a decadent dessert of many layers–for sharing.
The recipe I have carried around the world is in someone else’s handwriting. That well-worn piece of paper is the key to unlocking where I was and who I was with my first time. It’s lost to memory now.
So, by default, Sex in a Pan is mine to offer anyone who loves smooth and creamy with some crunchy, slightly sour with some salty, chocolate-y, close your eyes, eat-with-a-spoon-kind-of-fun.
At the Taiwan party, inhibitions were safely shed around the table as we talked of taste and texture and guiltless self-indulgence while eating something fun. There was laughter and letting go among friends. And that, in its nutty crust, is what Sex in a Pan is about.
Since we live in France, the ingredient choices are different. Butter from Normandy embedded with crystals of sea salt, Chantilly whipped crème instead of Cool Whip, dark chocolate, shaved into curls, instead of milk chocolate.
We were four women around the table–two Americans, one French and one German. The other three had no forewarning except I needed help to write this story.
It doesn’t really matter who or how many you gather for Sex in a Pan. Once you invite people in, they are mostly curious, ready to dabble in the unconventionally offbeat, perhaps with a touch of “double sens”, [“double entendre”, which is strangely not the expression in France]. The truth about Sex in a Pan is that what’s in the pan is simply a channel for what happens around it.
In double-sens-speak, I learned that “sensuously seductive” is said to be “croustillante” in French or “eine heisse Affäre” in German. We romanticized taste by describing the salty [yes to French butter!] and crunchy [those pecans]. Layers of chocolate, sweetened cheese, and fluffy crème mingled. Tiny pellets of chocolate atop hid unexpected softness below. Voilà! Quelle langue!
We sipped Champagne and dipped into the communal dish. Late afternoon gave way to evening where everyone had different liaisons waiting…
When you host a Sex in a Pan party, try to keep the memory alive by having it again…and, then again.
SEX IN A PAN
- 1 C. flour
- ½ C. butter–best quality salted butter you can find
- ¾ C. chopped pecans
- 8 oz. cream cheese at room temperature
- 1 C. icing sugar
- 1 large pkg. instant chocolate pudding [6 ½ C. size]
- 1 large pkg. instant vanilla pudding [6 ½ C. size]
- 3 C. cold milk
- 1 large container Cool Whip or any good whipped cream
- 1 large dark chocolate bar
- Mix flour, butter and pecans and press into bottom of 8 1/2 x 11 inch [22 x 28 cm] pan. Bake for 20 minutes, 350 degrees F. [180 C.].
- Mix cream cheese and powdered sugar and spread on top of cooled crust.
- Spread ½ of Cool Whip or whipped cream over cream cheese layer.
- Mix together instant chocolate and vanilla pudding with COLD milk and beat by hand with a whisk until it starts to thicken.
- Spread over top of whipped cream.
- Spread remaining Cool Whip or whipped cream over pudding.
- Shave, grate and chop the chocolate bar. Sprinkle all over the top.
- Refrigerate until ready to serve.
- Serves 12-15 from one pan, depending on appetites.
Pass out spoons, one to a person. Place Sex in a Pan in the middle of the table. In the spirit of communal adventure everyone dips in and eats spoonful by spoonful from the pan. Scoop all the way to the bottom with each bite.
So far, I’ve only known one man who said he enjoyed Sex in a Pan. He was able to rise above the gooey communal aspects others have no taste for. However, let it be known that my brother-in-law, Frank, is very partial to anything chocolate.
15 thoughts on “Sex in a Pan”
I can’t wait to try it! I love the whole “harem” aspect of this culinary adventure! Women huddled around a table, feasting on a communal delectable, delicious dish! I only wish that you would be one of my nearest and dearest friends Wendy!! Someday soon in Beirut! ❤️
I’m working on that plan for next year…
I had sex in a pan years ago. I loved it, but somehow it slipped away in my old brain! It has reawakened with an urgency so overpowering that I may have to change my airplane schedule to arrive home earlier to satisfy my craving! My husband, Frank, is experiencing this powerful pull to get home too-hmmm? Thank you for driving our cholesterol higher–in the name of family tradition! 💙💜❤️💚 Your sister.
This sounds like my kind of dessert! I want to come to your next party. As I read the ingredients I automatically started making substitutions so that it can be gluten free and lower carb! 🙂 I’ll try the alternative form for Sunday night dinner one of these weeks! 🙂
Well, get back to me on how those substitutions work out. But I think it might require a name change. Perhaps “Faux Sex in a Pan”? Then you need to fess up to your party-going friends about substituting this for that, but perhaps faux will be mieux [better].
Wendy – your writing is rising to a new level!! I love the Moreau picture below your lead. Whet my appetite for Sex in a Pan. However, I admit until you provided your Parisian variation my inclination would be to join the men with their cigars when it is served. Now I envision with delight the prospect of a group of friends with their spoons and champagne in hand sharing life, laughter and Sex in a Pan! Thanks for the lovely morning giggle reading your blog!
Just brilliant! Have shared your blog as my Valentine gift for my friends. As always, you enrich my life with your writiing. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Diane, Such a nice comment, plus a great gift idea for friends!
Sounds heavenly! I’ve forwarded this to Becca, my sisters & nieces. Yum!
Robin, It’s a good one to spread around to family and friends…thank you!
I’m also looking forward to sharing this with a close group of friends. I have already shared your blog with them. Thanks!
Keep sharing the stories, Marilyn. I’ll adopt you as one of my marketing ambassadors…
We have a group of seven women here in Muscatine who get together regularly for dinner, music, movies, etc. They will love this. I can’t wait to host this.
Mary, Have fun with this. And tell your friends to “read my blog”. That’s for sharing too!
I can’t wait to try this!!