No. It melts into one globous, gelatinous mass.
After writing up the post about those Lemony Blackberry-Vodka Gelées, we took them on Sunday to Zach's sister Cassidy's house in Annapolis. She was throwing a crab boil, and we thought these gelées would be a great way to kick things off.
The hour-long drive from DC proved too hot and sunny for our little Jello shots. By the time we arrived at Cassidy's, the individual gelées -- which we had worked so hard to pry out of the bowl and slice into perfect little cubes -- had oozed and congealed into one big mess.
(Forgive us, but it looked exactly like when a vampire gets staked on "True Blood." Only click on that if you want to see something truly unappetizing.)
Sure, the gelées still tasted delicious, but we couldn't bring ourselves to serve them and ask Cassidy's guests to grab a spoon and dig in.
But we did bring 'em back with us. And that grabbing-a-spoon-and-digging-in thing is still a very real possibility...