When is a muffin a cupcake? When is a cake breakfast? These are existential dilemmas that expand beyond the range of your average Saturday morning blog post, and are thus out of my purview, but let it be known that when you put coffee cake in muffin tins and slip in a bit of apple, you have successfully effected the transformation to muffin. Here they are! They were delicious.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Sunday, August 7, 2016
Few things look as cool as a gooseberry. The veined, translucent globules have fascinated me since they were only a name in British novels, and I've made several memorable gooseberry tarts over the last ten years. When it comes to crisp, though, the gooseberries really fell down. Maybe the culprit was the currants!
I made the gooseberry crisp with a mixture of green gooseberries (underripe = more pectin, no?) and red and white currants (a present from my parents). With all that beautiful fruit, I wanted more from the final effort, which was uninspiring. Oversweet, too buttery, and gooey, this crisp just wasn't the finest expression of gooseberry potential. I'm going back to stone fruits and apples for my crisps, and back to featuring gooseberries in custard tarts.
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Nothing to see here, really. Cream cheese butter cake is more for eating than looking at. I went simple, frosting it in the pan (but with luscious lemon cream, my favorite), and serving it with forks. This dense, rich, pound-cake style sheet cake got no complaints. Even after sitting in the refrigerator for a few days, it was chosen over the blueberry pie sitting next to it by everyone at the table. That's the power of cake.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. I don't get putting biscuit under cheesecake. I just wasn't raised that way. If I don't get a crumb crust, I want no crust. For Rose's Mango Bango Cheesecake, developed for Madhur Jaffrey, she recommends a ladyfinger crust. Now, before everyone jumps on me, I know the ladyfinger or cake bases soak up liquid, which is commendable, but then you just have soggy cake. This will never be resolved, and I'm ok with it, and you cake lovers have Juniors on your side, so be cool.
There was a lot of discussion in the Alpha Bakers group about the procuring and treatment of proper mango pulp. Rose recommends a canned version that I thought would be easy to locate in my neighborhood, which has a large Bangladeshi and Pakistani population. Had I walked a block or two farther in my search, this hunch would probably have been confirmed, but when I discovered that the first grocery I tried was lame, and the second closed, I went to the supermarket and settled on La Fe, a common frozen brand. The La Fe mango pulp was not terribly flavorful, but it did the job. I'll keep an eye open for the good stuff.
Standing firm on my crust policies, I bought gingersnaps, and made two six inch cakes, one with gingersnap crust and one with none for a friend with celiac.
Both cakes were good, but due to a cake pileup all but a slice or two are still hanging out in my freezer. I doubt the texture will be as good when they're thawed, but I have starving teenagers at work who will eat anything, so I'm not too worried.
I'm a big fan of things that puff. Popovers, clafoutis, dutch babies...
If it's eggy and has lots of steam in the middle, I'm in. Choux pastry, made in a pot, is fun to make and fun to eat. It's the same pastry that makes eclairs, and when you make those little puffs with savory fillings, the whole thing has an amusing whiff of mid-century cocktail party.
My puffs turned out perfectly--dried and hollow, and ready for filling. So I ate a bunch out of hand, with nothing in them.
Later, the boy came over and we turned them into appetizer crackers. Below is his creation, with olive and mozzarella, sprinkled with paprika. Reading the posts from other group members, who filled them with anything from pastry cream to shrimp mash to the prescribed chicken liver faux gras, I realized that many people who will eat all kinds of meat mush and cream have a grudge against olives. To be honest, I'm not the biggest olive fan myself, but I'm glad to be able to share this picture to creep out the other olive haters. I ate the remainder plain for an early breakfast, drinking tea, thinking about soup nuts. More power to all you savory adventurers, I've always had a soft spot for the bland and plain, especially when my throat's acting up as it is. So there you have it. Pate a choux! Gesundheit!
Saturday, July 2, 2016
My colleagues...well let's just say they agreed. I was glad I'd had a square for breakfast, because by the time my coffee break arrived, it was no more. I followed the recipe fairly faithfully, only substituting almonds for walnuts in the streusel.