These are supremely puffy. They expand with exuberance and zero sense of decorum. They are also obscenely delicious warm from the oven. Maybe I had plain choux for dinner… Who knows?
I adapted from PH’s genoise recipe this time, leaving out the milk. The cake is softer and more moist than the previous one. It is slightly harder to roll as a result, cracking more easily. It is also slightly sweeter, almost too sweet. I’d add a little salt or cut the sugar next time.
In preparation of choux in the near future… Pastry cream, from Lenotre. The use of Nielssen-Massey Vanilla paste transformed the cream from acceptable to unforgettable. The only change I made is an additional step from Pierre Herme’s recipe which adds the butter when the hot cream has cooled to 60C.
Story of my life: Cake every night, exercise some mornings, getting marvelously plump. So today, I brought 5 bananas to work to eat, and then I made these peanut chocolate chip cookies. They have delicately crisp edges. I adore crisp edges. It’s a close fight between the edges and the nutty, melty-chocolate insides. I ate far more than I intended to. Is that surprising?
Do pulverize the nuts finely, it makes the difference between a chunky nut-studded cookie and an extra-crunchy, flavorful cookie. I processed mine in a grinder until the biggest pieces looked like rough sand.
I love apples. Sweet-tart crunchy and low in fat , it’s the perfect snack to bring anywhere (but carefully, bruised apples are sad. Why do you want to get your bags hit anyway?) Baked to a tender juicy chunk nested in cinnamon scented batter, even better. These whole wheat apple muffins remind me of the fall I never experienced. They’re very moist, with a toothsome crumb from the whole wheat flour. You could up the proportion of whole wheat flour, apples and decrease the sugar (the muffins are moist enough) to make it a healthier treat.
In a burst of ambitious just-starting-out enthusiasm, I completed 5 recipes in a day, clearing myself for the next 4 days and reducing Lisa and Marie to a state of constant catch-up with the washing up. What can I say? They are elves.
I quickly learnt that baking with 2 trays instead of one is a whole different crate of cats.
A recipe that previously yielded crisp buttery chocolate chip cookies (hide and eat ALL kind of awesome) now yielded damp oily mounds that remained quite so even after giving their soggy bottoms an additional 5 minutes toasting.
Oatmeal cookies that, when placed together in a plastic sandwich bag, fused into one big loving lump like the kind of couples who engage in an uncomfortable amount of public intimacy
that no amount of mental commands or eye averting can pry apart. Except it’s a 16-person orgy,