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Monday, January 30, 2017

Honey Yogurt Mousse

This is a really simple recipe with step one being to strain a cup of yogurt in the fridge for a couple of hours....which of course means that I put the yogurt in the fridge to strainer and promptly forgot about it for a couple of days. A Couple of hours...a couple of days....what is the difference!

For me the mousse was way too sweet however that is probably because my honey is way too sweet. It is local honey that comes in bulk at Whole Foods. At the store it is in a dispenser that keeps it warm and flowing but at home in my glass container it cools an thickens right up. I imagine being trapped inside the honey would feel a lot like being a bug trapped inside the amber before it sets hard.

Anyways back to the mousse. Easy to make (if you do not forget it in the fridge). Tasty (unless you have super sweet honey but even then little loved it).


Get the recipe for Dorie Greenspan’s honey-yoghurt mousse on p 353 of Baking Chez Moi. 







Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Granola Cake

First let me just say "I AM BACK"! And while I have been baking (secretly...without a purpose....alone and without fellow bloggers) it is not the same as baking along with others. Now on to the cake.

This week the group is baking granola cake. I make granola fairly regularly since it is something we all like to eat and as luck would have it I had just made a batch. As unluck would have it (is this even a saying) my granola had raisins in it.

I would officially like to apologize to my mother for all the years that I made her pick the raisins out of my raisin toast because raisin picking is a real pain.

Raisin free granola gets mixed with coconut and chopped chocolate, then mixed with a bunch of cake type ingredients and then baked.


It is delicious. Not fancy but delicious. And since it has granola in it I do believe it qualifies as a breakfast food!

Get the recipe for Dorie Greenspan’s granola cake here or on p 54 of Baking Chez Moi

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Chocolate Cherry Brownies

I have a confession to make. I am a lover of "fluffy books" the fluffier the better. The only thing I like better than fluffy books is fluffy books that are also culinary themed mysteries. It was in one of these types of books that years ago I read about chocolate cherry brownies. It was really just a passing sentence, a filler, not integral to the plot and certainly not meriting a recipe at the end of the book. But for some reason that one mention of cherry brownies was enough for me...and I became obsessed. Since reading that book I almost always add cherries to my brownies. Sometimes I chop them, sometimes I leave them whole, sometimes I can not find them so I use cherry flavored cranberries (I do not recommend this last one). And while they have all been good (well not the one with the cherry flavored cranberries...that one was weird) they were never as good, as gooey, and cherry-chocolately delicious as these.

The main ingredient in these seems to be chocolate. 10 ounces of chocolate and only 1/3 cup flour. The second main ingredient is cherries. Plumped up cherries.



Hello there good looking. I have been waiting for you to walk your little chocolate legs into my life for a long...long...time.



Monday, May 25, 2015

Rhubarb Upside Down Brown Sugar Cake

When I was a little girl we lived in a big rambling house in a small coastal town in Nova Scotia. Lilacs made a hedge down one side of the yard and to a small girl they seemed almost as tall as the house. There was a big weeping willow tree. There was a garden in the back corner where my Mom grew vegetables, and there were raspberry bushes and a great big rhubarb patch. I am not sure if my Mom planted the rhubarb patch when we moved in or if the house came with the rhubarb patch we just left it there because my Dad adored rhubarb so it would be unthinkable to cut it down. 

I on the other hand did not like rhubarb. It was bitter, it stained your clothes, and it look suspiciously like celery. So in all the years that we lived in the house with a rhubarb bush in the backyard I never touched the stuff. 

But I am all grown up and I can see that I was wrong, plain old wrong. I had spent my youth bad-mouthing, defaming, muckracking rhubarb and I am here to say I am sorry...I was rhubarb. Do you hear that Dad...YOU WERE RIGHT AND I WAS WRONG because I now know just how awesome rhubarb is.


I think the problem is that often rhubarb does not have enough sugar mixed in with it leaving it super tart or it was too much sugar in it leaving it sickeningly sweet. But this cake hits just the right spot right in the middle of tart and sweet. 


And I am really glad that I did not wait for it too cool before I sliced a little piece off because it is amazing warm.

And because we had to marinate the rhubarb in sugar and then strain off the juice I now have a little container of beautifully pink syrup waiting to be added to a cocktail!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Nutella Buttons


It is a fact (and if it is not a fact then it should be made a fact) that tiny things are better.

Itty bitty dogs = adorableness
Little cars = fun
Tiny houses = more to love
Petite little top hats perch on fluffy white kittens = cuteness that literally hurts

It is also a fact (and this one is indeed a fact) that I have an unhealthy obsession with tiny baked goods. Wee little cupcakes, miniature brownies, petite loafs pans. I (heart) them all. But sadly because I live in an oh so tiny house I have had to limit my kitchen toys gadgets tools and thus I have never owned a pan to make wee cupcakes.

Until now!

After all if Dorie Greenspan says to use a mini cupcake pan then darn it I am using a mini cupcake pan. And if Dorie Greenspan says to make wee vanilla cupcakes filled with Nutella then darn it I am making wee little vanilla cupcakes filled with Nutella.



Sadly I wish I could say that the reason I immediately ate 3 of these tiny little buttons of goodness a few minutes after they came out of the oven was because Dorie Greenspan said for me to...but alas that is not true it is simply because I am weak when it comes to tiny little cupcakes (especially when filled with Nutella).



Small print: Nutella Buttons, Baking Chez Moi, page 188 

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Coconut Tapioca

Procrastination is an evil friend. A friend that I spend way too much time with. A friend that causes me untold stress, forces me to stay up late into the night to complete something before it is too late, causes people to shake their heads at me in despair. But sometimes...just sometimes procrastination works on my side, helps me out (or is really that having procrastination appear to "help" you is just part of her evil plan to keep you coming back for more of her evil ways). 



Either way this week my complete and utter devotion to procrastination helped me make delicious, creamy, coconutty tapioca since I was able to read through the other bakers' posts and learn from their experience. From what I learned I decided to use pearl tapioca (and not the large ones), I used the seeds from a vanilla bean to give it more flavor (instead of using vanilla extract) and to keep it from being too soupy I decreased the amount of liquid. I also decided to add an egg yolk since this is traditionally used in tapioca pudding so in the name of richness and thickness I added one.



A number of bloggers noted that tapioca reminded them of elementary school lunches. If only I was so lucky! I want to know where they went to elementary school so I can go there and eat at that lunch room.  I am not sure I would have ever left elementary school if I was able to have tapioca pudding every day for lunch. They would have had to eventually force me into middle school because with tapioca on the menu I would not have left elementary school willingly. I adore the stuff. I have even been known (in my darker moments) to eat the premade stuff that is found in the dairy section straight from the tub it comes in. But now that I have had a taste of the good stuff, a taste of slightly warm, creamy, homemade goodness life will never be the same. I am addicted. A tapioca junkie. And since neither my husband nor my shortie like tapioca or coconut (because they are wrong and slightly crazy) it is mine...all mine!




On a more personal note you may not know but the Bawlmer in "Baking in Bawlmer" is how Baltimorians pronounce Baltimore, and even though I left Baltimore 9 months ago my heart is breaking for the state that my beloved city is in. The city needs prayers and love so if you have any of either to spare please send them that way.


Now the small print:
Coconut Tapioca, Baking Chez Moi, page 382




Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Limoncello Cupcakes

Serendipity: the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.


About a month ago one of my husband's coworkers brought into work bags of lemons from his prolific lemon tree. So we ended up with 2 dozen lemons. With some of the lemons I made preserved lemons and the rest of the lemons were destined to be limoncello. 


I tucked the mason jar full of lemon peels and vodka in the back corner of one of my kitchen cabinets and then promptly forgot about it....until I saw that the next recipe was for limoncello cupcakes and I knew it was meant to be. 

I finished making the limoncello and then got to work on the cupcakes. Sugar, flour, and lemon zest go into a bowl, and to my surprise so does cardamom. 

You know how sometimes you smell something and you are instantly transported back in time, to another event. The smell and the moment are intrinsically link together.  Whenever I smell cardamom I am immediately brought back to the time I spent in Jordan. Cardamom coffee is popular throughout the Middle East, where they grind pods of cardamom in with their coffee beans making the most delicious smelling coffee. So when I opened the jar of cardamom for the briefest of moments I was right back in Jordan, standing in front of a sidewalk coffee stand, sipping cardamom coffee and being lost in a world that was not mine own...but just like that I was back in my kitchen on a quiet Tuesday morning making boozy cupcakes.

Since neither my husband nor my 5 year old drinks I decided to take the boozy cupcakes with me when I got together with some friends. They quickly disappeared (the cupcakes not the friends). 

Who would have thought that 6 years ago I would have been hitching rides on the back of camels out in to the deserts of Jordan to have cardamom scented coffee with Bedouins and today I would bring cardamom scented boozy cupcakes to an officer spouse's club social. Some days I wonder which world is the one that is in fact not my own. 




Limoncello Cupcakes. Baking Chez Moi page 194