This week’s selection from The Baking Bible is Lemon Icebox Cake. This cake is like a lemon meringue pie and angel food cake got together and had a love child. It was Jay’s birthday on Sunday, and he loves all of those things, so this was perfect timing.
I’ve had a busy few weeks. That doesn’t really explain my lack of posting, because it really doesn’t take me long to write up a blog post. It might explain some of the lack of baking, though? To catch up a little bit this week, I’m posting about the ChocolaTea cake, the blueberry buckle, and the mini chocolate ganache tartlets, all from The Baking Bible. I’ll also give you a little bit of a rundown on the stuff I’ve been up to outside of the kitchen, lately.
I’m trying not to fall further behind, now that I’ve missed 2 recipes from The Baking Bible. I had plans this weekend that I expected to preclude much baking, but I was so curious about this one that I just had to make it. I made the pastry dough on Saturday morning, and completed the tarts on Sunday afternoon.
…or something Kristina kind of made up. Well, I followed the cake part of the recipe to the letter. Then I really went out on a limb with the frosting. A couple of weeks ago I mentioned that I wanted to stop right at the “cream butter and sugar” phase when I made the pecan sandies. Well, I did that this time. I’m honestly not sure how I feel about the result, but I’ll talk about it a bit at the end of this post.
I sent an email to my teams this morning, telling them that there was Babka at my desk, and my friend Sergey came over to tell me that “Babka” is kind of a rude way to refer to one’s grandmother in Russian. Oops. There go my cultural sensitivity points for the day. For this week’s “Rose’s Alpha Bakers” recipe, there were 3 filling variations offered, and I went for the third: a tart apricot spread with a layer of slightly sweetened cream cheese.
No, not Dutch pecan Sandies. “The Dutch” ones. There’s a place in New York called The Dutch and these cookies are from there. I messed up the recipe at least twice, but these still disappeared quickly at two board games birthday parties that I attended this past weekend. The first one was for my friend Gilad, and he was pleased to be on the receiving end of a bonus dessert delivery, a few months after his contract expired. 😉
Cupcakes. One of my favourite things. Also a nickname I seem to have picked up from my user icon in a system at work. Then again, I seem to have picked up a lot of nicknames at work. Depending who’s talking, it’s KT, KTPO, “work wife” (for at least 4 different people), “team mom,” Kris, Tina… I’m sure there are some I don’t know about, too.
We had some friends over for a games night on Saturday. In the email chain setting up the details, Jay made a comment about getting me to bake something, and suggested that I’d likely take requests. I responded with “No requests! You get what you get, and in this case, you get chocolate hazelnut mousse tart, ’cause that’s what’s on my schedule. Like my peanut butter pie, but hazelnut.” 6 of the 8 of us have had my version of the peanut butter pie from the Pie & Pastry Bible at least twice, so I figured this hazelnut version would likely go over well. I also figured that I had enough hazelnut praline powder from the hazelnut praline cookies, but it turns out I didn’t, and I ended up stretching it with peanut butter, anyway. That decision did not go over poorly.
Today’s theme is: things that are other things. A couple of weeks ago, I made pretzel breads, from the Bread Bible, as this month’s selection from the bread baking group I’m participating in. This weekend, Jay requested a repeat of the pretzels, so they must have been good. I also made mini gateaux breton cookies this weekend. Yup, that’s mini cake cookies. Pretzel breads and cake cookies.
I was sitting at my computer, thinking about just how little I felt like writing up a blog post about the last two recipes from the Rose’s Alpha Bakers group (along with the pretzel bread from the Bread Bible Bakers group), and I realized that I don’t *really* need to write them up. I can just post pictures, since, after all, a picture’s worth 1000 words, right?