Dear Marg,
I'm worried that the sheer number of cookbooks I got for my birthday implies great expectations on the part of my friends and family. I mean, what are they going to expect me to serve for dinner after receiving Ready for Desert by David Lebovitz, The Flavor Thesaurus by Niki Segnit, 500 Soups by Susannah Blake, Canal House Cooks Everyday by Melissa Hamilton and Christopher Hirsheimer and Bouchon Bakery by Thomas Keller and Sebastien Rouxel? I can never live up to the presure of those expectations.
So instead I'll share a bit about each of the books over the next few days. OK, weeks is probably more like it given my schedule lately. Starting with the smallest, since that is how they are stacked on my desk, 500 Soups is a 6" square collection of recipes divided into chapters like, "Cooled and Chilled", "Healthy and Wholesome", "20 Minute Treats" and my favorite, "Meal in a Bowl".
Each primary recipe is illustrated with a photograph that clearly shows the soup. Not one for art that obscures soup, Ms. Blake has selected images that show you exactly what you can expect. In fact, so little attention was given to the art of the photography that I had to search to find the photographer's name (Ian Garlick. Really.) listed in the same font and placement as the Home Economist.
The chapters feature about 10 main recipes and then at the end of the chapter each recipe is given its own page with a handful of variations. While I love the idea of variations, it's odd that they are at the end of the chapter.When I'm on the bean soup page I want to be inspired by the wealth of options that Blake has come up with. If I"m curious about whether I can substitute red beans for black I don't want to leaf through to the end of the chapter to find out. I want it all right in front of me.
I haven't had time to try any of the recipes yet,but they do look good, and the breadth of varieties offered is wide. The book is part of the 500 Series, which also features 500 Cupcakes, 500 Casseroles and 500 White Wines.
This seems to be a solid basic book, and a good addition to the library. I'm not sure that it will help with the surfeit of high expectations but as Abby says, you can't be a wizard every day.
Love, Elise
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
More Cake
Dear Marg,
Guess what kind of cake Amos made for my birthday? Apple!
It was the Chunky Apple Walnut Cake from the red Silver Palate, the one whose binding has completely disintegrated from being held open by a cutting board while I work my way through yet another recipe.
Honestly, I don't think my standards are as high as yours, or maybe the fact that he made it gives it an extra 10 points, or maybe I'm grading on a curve, but I really loved it.
Love, Elise
Guess what kind of cake Amos made for my birthday? Apple!
It was the Chunky Apple Walnut Cake from the red Silver Palate, the one whose binding has completely disintegrated from being held open by a cutting board while I work my way through yet another recipe.
Honestly, I don't think my standards are as high as yours, or maybe the fact that he made it gives it an extra 10 points, or maybe I'm grading on a curve, but I really loved it.
Love, Elise
Sunday, November 11, 2012
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Elise,
It was your birthday just a few days ago and I wanted to
bake you a cake. Since this cake was just for my celebration of your
birthday, I gave myself some leeway and didn’t actually bake it until the day
after your birthday.
But I baked a gingerbread cake because I know you really
like it. I like it OK. To be honest, gingerbread is one of the few desserts about
which, to paraphrase you, the best that can be said is that there is no risk of
overeating. I don’t hate it; it’s not like fig pie or tapioca. I just don’t want to eat it. But I baked it, for you.
Lest you feel too guilty about my sacrifice, I also baked it
because I wanted to get back on the Miette horse, back in the rushing Miette
river, but I wanted to get back on a horse that was placid and exhausted, I
wanted to wave my toes in the shallows at edge of that river. The Miette
Gingerbread requires no slicing of layers, no crumb coat, pretty
straightforward mixing. It seemed like a safe place for the reintroduction.
Naturally, since I had actually located and purchased two 6”
pans, the recipe calls for two 7” pans. I went with one 8” and one 6”. Next
time, I’ll use two 6” pans. There seems to be no reason not to, aside from the
peculiar uselessness of a six inch cake. One person who reviewed Miette was
thrilled with the 6” cakes because smaller cake means fewer calories. Huh?? Smaller cake means larger pieces. A six inch cake serves three.
I think the whole process went pretty well. I restrained my
oppositional defiance disorder and slavishly followed the instructions. Except
for the pan sizes. And I put parchment on the bottom of the pans even though
they just call for butter and flour. Oh, and I also skipped the medium size
strainer step because I don’t have a medium sized strainer. But other than
that, I was dutiful. I didn’t over mix, and I only peeked in the oven once.
So far so good. They rose enough, they baked all the way
through, they came out of the pans, (I was happy I had used the parchment).
Then there was the cream cheese frosting. I prefer
gingerbread with whipped cream and maybe a nice fruit compote. But I was
slavishly following directions.
I slavishly followed those directions right off the road to Hell
and into the tree of regret. Miette’s cream cheese frosting calls
for a pound of cream cheese (this is 2 packages) and a cup of confectionary
sugar. It makes gently sweetened cream cheese.
Then came the application process, and things went awry. Miette wants you to use your half inch star tip to apply the
frosting in a spiral as the cake slowly turns on your revolving cake stand. No
half inch star tip, no revolving cake stand. Not even a bag for my decorative
tip set. I used a plastic bag.
The star
tip I have is so small and the frosting so thick, I squeezed and squeezed,
nothing. I squeezed harder, several small holes broke through the bag and tiny
spirals of frosting spewed out. But from the star tip? Nothing. I kept squeezing until the entire tip apparatus burst out the bottom of the plastic bag. I
applied the frosting in a spiral (sort of) as it extruded from the half inch
hole in the corner of the plastic bag. Chris has my offset spatula, so I made
do with a straight spatula.
While my finished cake didn’t look like a Miette cake, it didn’t
look bad. Unfortunately, it tasted like gingerbread with gently sweetened cream
cheese.
Happy Birthday!!
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
A Holiday From Failure
Regan Daley’s Sweet Potato Bundt Cake with Rum Soaked Raisins and Spiked Sugar Glaze.
First try and it was nearly
divine. Next time I’ll double the raisins and triple the glaze.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
The Unbridled Failure of Apple Cake
Elise,
What is
so challenging about an apple cake? It is basically a cake with some apples
tossed in. I can make a cake (previous post to the contrary, I know). I can
peel and chop an apple. Seriously, I feel as if I’ve failed at finger painting,
or bead-stringing.
If 90%
of life is showing up, then all my failure is crammed into the final 10%.
Because I showed up. I really showed up. People were talking.
One
friend, on whom I forced one failure after another, kept asking, “What’s the
cake for?” sounding increasingly alarmed.
I
considered and discarded Canadian Thanksgiving, October 8th, Columbus
Day, also October 8th, Leif Erikson Day, October 9th,
Tunisian Evacuation Day, October 15th, (this seemed like a good
candidate until this friend pointed out that apple cake probably isn’t
traditional evacuation fare). I settled on Simchat Torah, October 9th.
‘This holiday [Simchat Torah] is characterized
by utterly unbridled joy, which surpasses even the joy of Sukkot. The joy
reaches its climax on Simchat Torah, when we celebrate the conclusion – and
restart – of the annual Torah-reading cycle.’
Utterly
Unbridled Joy calls for Apple Cake.
I don’t
want to lower the tone from unbridled joy to unbridled despair, but I must. I’ve
included a chart to perk things up. Which just shows you how bad things are.
Four Star Desserts’ Morning Apple Cake.
Once again, it didn’t bake all the way through, despite my following the recipe
and then doubling the baking time.
Grand Central Baking’s Cream
Cheese Apple Cake. I had high hopes for this one; ½ lb of butter and ¾ lb of
cream cheese? My cardiologist was dizzy. The texture was gummy and the flavor
was pretty good but too subtle.
Ripe’s Apple Marmalade Cake.
It is made with ww flour and half the sugar of the rest, and the best thing
that can be said is that it is healthy, as
in good-for-you.
I added
the Silver Palate Chunky Walnut Apple
cake to the chart as well as a Food &
Wine Apple Cider Cake that I have liked in the past.
recipe
|
flour
|
fat
|
sugar
|
apples
|
|
4 star
|
2 1/3 C
|
½ lb
|
1 2/3 C
|
5
|
|
Grand central
|
3 C
|
½ lb butter
¾ lb crm chs
|
2 ½ C
|
1 ¼ lbs (3-4)
|
|
Silver palate
|
3 C
|
1 ½ C oil
|
2 C
|
3 ¼ C
|
|
Ripe
|
2C
|
½ lb butter
|
1 C
|
7 oz.
|
|
Food & Wine
|
3C
|
12 oz butter
|
2C
|
1.5 lb (3 large)
|
The fat
to flour ratio seems pretty consistent. Other than that weird outlier from
Ripe, the amount of sugar doesn’t vary much either. I’m seeing an issue with
the apples, specifically the amount of apples, even more specifically, the
expression of the amount of apples. For reasons that those of you who are
enjoying this foray into charts can probably determine, but that I can’t, the Four Star Dessert’s Apple Morning Cake
has the best flavor. It also has the most irresponsible apple amount. Five
apples? You may as well ask for a big handful of sugar and enough flour to fill
the cat’s water bowl. Five apples could produce a cup and half of shredded apple
or six cups of shredded apple which is closer to the amount I folded in. No
wonder it didn’t bake. I’d have more luck baking a quart of cider.
If you
are waiting for a happy ending, you’ll have to be content with beginning again
with the Torah. There is no happy ending. I still haven’t made a good apple
cake. But November 6 is Marooned Without A Compass Day. And the 11th is
Veterans Day. Both seem suitable for another attempt.
Love, Margaret
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