I didn’t think I’d ever get around to it, but I’m finally able to cross off “croissants” on my baking goals list (!!!) along with “a plated dessert“, “dad’s birthday cake” and “wedding cake“. All that’s left is a Brooks Headley dessert, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for a chocolate eggplant dessert…
I had to wait until the opportune moment– one (relatively free) rainy day for me to not mind staying home to babysit my dough, and when I happened to have good quality butter on hand. I was lucky enough to get my hands on some Kerrygold unsalted butter, so all the stars aligned one rainy day for me to take the plunge.
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I don’t know where the time went, but July had been a complete blur, and now we’re almost halfway through August…
I finished Masterchef Australia at my own pace about a week ago, and man, I cried during that finale. I don’t usually cry when I watch things, so it was really good, okay?! Especially after binge-watching the entire season and bonding with the contestants.
The Australian version of Masterchef is by far my favourite out of the ones I’ve watched (ie. compared to American or Canadian). I find that they don’t try to create tension or drama between the contestants, but instead put the drama into the challenges they’ve created, or the complexity of the food, or the chef they have to cook against. It’s just very food focused, and the judges (George Calombaris, Matt Preston and Gary Mehigan) are absolutely keen on helping the contestants improve week after week. And the contestants themselves develop amazing friendships and there’s never any spiteful comments directed to each other; it’s all very positive. There are also some heavy-hitters like Marco Pierre White and Heston Blumenthal who make guest appearances and push them a little farther.
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For Mother’s Day, I’ve always baked something and wrote a card for my mom, which I realize is very predictable, and considering the fact that I bake all the time and my parents are always eating what I’ve baked– it may not seem that special. So I wanted to take my mom out for high tea (she’s always been intrigued by it, especially after seeing pictures on social media), or treat her to a massage at a nice spa. Also very predictable, but my mom’s the type of person who doesn’t treat herself that often, so I knew the new experience should be fun for her.
In the end, not much happened because my mom ended up working most of the Sunday and Monday. So instead, I was planning to do a mini high tea at home– I was thinking earl gray madeleines with citrus glaze, matcha scones, a mini jasmine tea cake with honey… which, I realized, with 3.5 hours until she returned home, that it would be a time crunch, factoring in all the dishwashing. So this tart was conceptualized: a sweet tart shell, a rich ginger pastry cream, ripe mango slices, and some berries. Continue reading →
Qu’ils mangent de la brioche.
(not quite “Let them eat cake”. More like “Let them eat really rich buttery yeasted bread”)
Okay Marie Antoinette, if you insist.
When I was in Paris, I ate my weight in brioche. It’s astounding how something packed with butter and eggs can taste like it is made out of air. Proof: my dad commented offhandedly after tasting this brioche how airy it was, and that I must’ve not used a lot of butter. (I chortled. Chortled.)
Ethereally light, cloud-like, melt-in-your mouth– to me, that’s the sign of a superb brioche. Continue reading →