No need to stop by a bakery to get crunchy on the outside, soft in the middle, and crinkly on top Peanut Butter Cookies!
When I write a blog post, I usually have an idea of a recipe that speaks to my pastry nerd heart, and I tinker with that recipe for days before I share it with you. Other times, I just have a mean craving that I need to satisfy. Not as poetic, I know, but that’s why there is now a container of Peanut Butter Cookies on my counter.
You can’t say no to a Fruit Tart.
Last week we talked about the art of making pastry cream, and now we’re going to put that art to good use. To be honest, you can just fill up a wine glass with pastry cream, top it with sliced strawberries, and call it a (delicious) day. But when you’re feeling your inner pastry nerd, my favorite thing to do with pastry cream is to make a Fruit Tart.
Does it get any more pastry pro than Pastry Cream? I think not.
Pastry cream is one of my favorite things to make. It was one of the first things I learned to make in pastry school, and it was the first thing that made me want to shout, “I am a pastry goddess!” after making it. I obviously think too highly of myself, but the first time you stir up a batch of irresistibly smooth and vanilla speckled pastry cream you’ll fancy yourself immortal as well.
You can’t be a pastry pro without mastering pastry cream. It’s practically in the title, so without further ado…
Lemon Bars, the silver lining in the this never ending summer.
Summer is almost over… YAY!!
Yes, I know that’s an unpopular opinion, but summer isn’t my season. I’m a sweaty Betty (shockingly that isn’t a Mad Men reference), I require a lot of air conditioning, and I look fabulous in a winter hat. Two weeks ago I painted my nails dark purple in protest of the 90° heat. In summary, I can’t wait for the temperature to cool down and the leaves to fall.
There is one summery dessert that I love—Lemon Bars.
Caramel sauce a.k.a. one of the purest joys the pastry world has ever given us.
For the second installment of Pastry Pro we’re tackling caramel sauce. Velvety, smooth caramel sauce. Like whipped cream, it’s a few simple ingredients, a small turn of technique, and then sheer pastry bliss.
Making a cake is an emotional roller coaster. Join me on my latest ride.
Now that I don’t work in a bakery, the only time I make stacked cakes is when friends and family request them. It’s fun to flex my cake making, building, and decorating muscles, but inside my overactive and over-worrying mind, it’s a bit of a roller coaster.
Last week a dear friend requested a two tiered vanilla cake with Italian buttercream. There were no mishaps, and I actually really love how the caked turned out. However, I thought I’d give you an inside peek of
my manic train of thought what’s going on in my head when I’m making a cake.
Cranberry Lemon Bread is what happens when I have extra cranberries lying around and lemons are on sale.
After an overzealous trip to Costco a few months ago, I have a gargantuan bag of dried cranberries hanging out in my pantry. The bag is so humungo that even a cranberry enthusiast would say, “Hey, take it easy with those cranberries.” To correct the errors of my ways—and free up some room in my kitchen—I put a summery twist on a dried fall fruit and made Cranberry Lemon Bread.
I get this question all the time: What’s the difference between baking powder vs. baking soda? It’s time to answer it once and for all.
As the resident baker among my friends and family, I get a lot of questions. Questions I am happy to answer, because my only other area of expertise is quoting full episodes of Friends. One question I get a lot is: What’s the difference between baking powder vs. baking soda?
It’s a fair question. Some recipes call for one, some for the other, or a combination of both. Although they look almost identical, there is a big difference. So get ready. I’m about to go full pastry nerd on you.
Today’s the start of a new series, Pastry Pro. First up, the gloriousness that is whipped cream.
I’m hitting the restart button.
I’ve done a fair bit of sifting—both literal and metaphorical—in my life, but over the past few months, I’ve been heavy on the metaphorical sifting. It’s strange that the more out of wack I feel the less I do the one thing that always seems to calm me: crank up the oven and make something sweet. Laziness is partly to blame, so is money, so is my mission to be the first person to watch every television show on Netflix, but I guess I already listed laziness…
After a brief quarter-life crisis, I’m back with Butterscotch Rice Krispie Treats, because sweets fix everything.
Hello! Remember me?
I don’t blame you, if you don’t. I did an amateur disappearing act over the last two months. Rather than bore you with the details (because let’s face it, you’re here for the sweets), it’s sufficient to say I got tied up in life, moving, and binge watching Sex and the City. But now, I’m back.