October 24, 2011 § 6 Comments
since it’s monday, i thought it would be fun to talk about donuts. and really, when is it not fun to talk about donuts? or doughnuts. or do-nots, as i like to call them when i’m walking by the 24-hour donut shop on my way back from the market (this happens a lot).
confession: i’m really not the biggest donut fan. i think i have one once a year, maybe. you’d think the fact that the majority of the fried and frosted delights are coated in some sort of sprinkle would ensure at the very least, top three placement in my hierarchy of favorite sweet things, but alas… their forbidden nature succeeds in keeping me away.
October 12, 2011 § 2 Comments
i am such a pushover.
i’ve been putting off making these for the longest time, but the boy begged and begged me to make them and who am i to deny the guy what he wants? in the kitchen, that is.
please don’t think about that too much.
anyway, these are pretty much deadly. if you make them around new year’s, they’re what i would call “resolution killers.” the first step in the recipe is to mix crushed chocolate chip cookies with butter, if that’s any indication, and it doesn’t really get any more acceptable from there (see filling instructions: mix peanut butter with sugar). but the result… ohh, it’s divine. but seriously – i tasted the crust as i was patting it into the pan and i’m pretty sure i heard my new free people skinny jeans running for their life.
they’re best kept in the freezer because this way, they can’t stare you down. i hate it when baked things do that.
and since i know you’re wondering, i’ll just come clean. yes, they have approximately 3,257 calories each (give or take), though i’ve heard that if you share one, the damage is practically zero. so go ahead, make them!
but hey, don’t let me talk you into it.
October 6, 2011 § 3 Comments
i love madeleines – those delicate seashell-shaped, almond-kissed sponge cookies that are irresistible whether they’re homemade or sitting pretty next to the bananas at starbucks… you know the kind. the name itself is just so dainty and chic too – something i’d love to give to a small, prissy little canine, or perhaps a great dane because that would be silly and unexpected.
i baked up a batch using this recipe* and burned approximately two thirds of them, and felt the seven non-blackened ones deserved special treatment. i present you with…
i used one of those teeny gelato spoons to spread a very thin layer of honey on the cooled cookies, and then pressed the tips into a shallow bowl of sprinkles.
and… there you have it! pretty little cookies that will dot your tongue with artificial rainbows of sugary goodness. enjoy with a cold glass of milk and a bendy straw.
*modifications: i omitted the lemon zest and substituted almond extract for the vanilla.
September 15, 2011 § 2 Comments
i spent an entire muni ride downtown thinking about poptarts. it began something like this:
strange dude sitting next to me: (mumbling) you want a poptart?
me: excuse me?
strange dude: (takes out a telltale foil package) you want a poptart?
me: uh, no thanks. are they frosted?
strange dude: uh huh.
my parents taught me very early on not to take candy from strangers. i’m fairly certain this rule also applies to asking strangers whether their toaster pastries are frosted or not, but the thought of someone eating a frosting-less poptart kind of makes me sad and i couldn’t help but inquire.
now if strange dude had produced one of these:
well, we’d have a different situation on our hands. to be honest i baked these a looong time ago so if you were to knock on my door and request one, you might be disappointed. the recipe is from the lovely smitten kitchen – she has a nutella version too, which is definitely on my baking bucket list! you have one of those, right?
i know what you’re thinking. where is the frosting? what’s with the naked poptarts? what were you thinking?
i know, i know, i know. to be fair, i baked these buttery treats for a breakfast function. at a hospital. if i frosted them with anything, i’d have to sprinkle them with cholesterol medicine afterwords, ’cause you can’t have frosting without sprinkles.
i know at least one person out there agrees with me.