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#946 Sneakeater

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Posted 29 November 2018 - 04:56 AM

What did you say your address was?


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Posted 29 November 2018 - 02:31 PM

In the same vein, next on my agenda is a cranberry dessert from Helsinki. I asked our Finish au pair if they really did serve this and she enthusiastically confirmed that they did.

Simply frozen cranberries topped with vanilla ice cream then hot caramel sauce. Or even without the ice cream.

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Posted 30 November 2018 - 11:13 PM

What did you say your address was?

 

Surely you can make your own speculoos-studded meringue and cranberry-ginger jam, right?  ;)

 

After being dry for months on end, it finally got humid here, enough to turn the leftover crisp meringue soft and chewy.  Though I actually like meringue that way.


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Posted 26 December 2018 - 01:39 AM

I had 8 egg whites left after making this bread. So the boy and I made almond espresso meringues. He had fun trying to pipe them out and thought it was really funny when I made them in letter shapes to spell out his name.


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Posted 26 December 2018 - 07:38 PM

Almond espresso sounds great!  We have egg whites left over from the Christmas custard, so will suggest this to N.


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Posted 26 December 2018 - 09:21 PM

We never seem to have spare egg whites, since we discovered our favorite mezcal sour recipe...

(I used to freeze them in threes, for the Pierre Hermès mousse au chocolat.)
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Posted 28 December 2018 - 10:25 PM

Almond espresso sounds great!  We have egg whites left over from the Christmas custard, so will suggest this to N.

 

It worked really well!  She used 1 tsp each of espresso powder, vanilla extract, and almond extract, plus slivered almonds.  Next time, I would up the espresso powder a bit.


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Posted 03 February 2019 - 04:22 AM

Poop emoji cookies (can you tell that I"m the mother of a 4.5 year old?). Dorie Greenspan's Do Almost Anything Chocolate cookie dough, candy eyes and white icing. Made for a fun project. Once I did the mis en place the boy pretty much made the dough on his own and helped with the decorating (and bit of the cutting). 

 

Does this qualify me for mother of the year? I know it's only February, but still......


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Posted 03 February 2019 - 02:36 PM

Haha. I really don’t understand the poop emoji thing, but I’m glad to hear it’s international.
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Posted 03 February 2019 - 03:35 PM

Haha. I really don’t understand the poop emoji thing, but I’m glad to hear it’s international.

 

It's huge in the under 10 crowd.


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Posted 14 February 2019 - 04:38 AM

I was at a dinner party recently, and one of the attendees' (adorable) six-year-old grandson made this kind of swirling snake thing from deep red clay.

 

"Oh," my friend exclaimed.  "A snake!  How nice!"

 

"I don't think that's supposed to be a snake," I observed.

 

The grandson laughed triumphantly.


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Posted 14 February 2019 - 04:50 AM

I mentioned this elsewhere, but I think it's such a big deal that it deserves recounting in the thread it belongs in.

 

At the end of last year, I visited a very close friend's family in Toronto.  My friend's mother is a Greek immigrant (there's a big Greek community in Toronto).  After living in North America for more than half a century, she's still sort of FOB.  Her English still isn't perfect.

 

This woman is a master baker.  Almost demonic.  When I was in law school, living off Central Square in Cambridge (no I didn't go THERE), there was a Greek bakery near my apartment.  It was fantastic.  It's become my gold standard for Greek pastry:  I've never found anything that matches it.

 

Until now.  My friend's mother's pastries make that place look pathetic.

 

She made lots of great stuff (I think that, feeling insecure in her English language skills, she wanted to communicate with us through her baking; we had a GREAT conversation).  But I want to focus on these pistachio cookies she made.  They looked like they'd be heavy, little nuggets of grease that would sit in the bottom of your stomach and haunt you for hours if not days.  But they were among the lightest cookies I've ever eaten.  They haunted me, all right -- but not in the bad way.  They were each a little miracle, really.  I have no idea how she did that.

 

I can't WAIT to go back.


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