Showing posts with label Cake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cake. Show all posts
Monday, February 10, 2014
Monday, June 03, 2013
Chocolate mascarpone almond cake

He is turning nine, yes, he is already a big boy. I am really so proud of him.
Of course, I wanted to please him preparing a birthday cake he would like. In fact, this is the favorite birthday cake of our whole family - the chocolate mascarpone almond cake.
One evening some months ago we were dreaming about the most perfect cake according to our tastes. So everyone of us suggested the kind of ingredients the cake should have.
Mascarpone, said Violet.
Chocolate, added I (predictably).
Biscuits and heavy cream, wanted Peter.
Almonds, proposed D.
I put all these words into Google and, surprisingly, there really was a recipe including all of them (this is the source in Bulgarian). The same day we prepared the cake and this was it. This IS it. The cake which holds the taste of roasted almonds, chocolate and mascarpone.
Happy birthday, Peter! I hope, all your wishes will come true! Life is so sweet!Chocolate, added I (predictably).
Biscuits and heavy cream, wanted Peter.
Almonds, proposed D.
I put all these words into Google and, surprisingly, there really was a recipe including all of them (this is the source in Bulgarian). The same day we prepared the cake and this was it. This IS it. The cake which holds the taste of roasted almonds, chocolate and mascarpone.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012
My favorite sour cherry cake


Labels:
Baking,
Butter,
Cake,
Desserts,
Fruits,
Sour cherries,
Sour Cherry Cake,
Summer,
Summer Dishes,
Sweet
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Tarte Tatin

'I burnt the apples!', she exclaimed. And that is how a long story began. Because this happened more than 100 years ago. And she was one of the two sisters Tatin. Probably nobody would know her name except of the few hunters and travelers who stayed at the hotel, owned by her and her sister, about 100 km south of Paris. But there were some clients in the restaurant at the hotel who were waiting for the apple tarts they had ordered. And she, who was responsible for the kitchen things, had to do something. What exactly was her mistake - probably nobody will ever know. Was she tired, distracted by something or just absent-minded? We will never know. But she lacked of time and she had to do something with the caramelized apples she had in the pan. So she put the tart pastry onto the apples, baked the cake and turned it upside down. Little bit frustrated, little bit nervous she served the upside-down apple tart to the clients. What was their reaction? They were fascinated and wanted more. Because the caramelized apples tasted far better than the ones used in the classical apple tart.
How did the story continue? A man from French restaurant Maxim's heard about this little treasure and wanted to know the key to it. He found a way to take the recipe and that is how Tarte Tatin, named after the above mentioned lady, became part of Maxim's menu and made its official entrance to the golden culinary pages of the world.
That is how a mistake turned into something appreciated all over the world. I like this idea very much. Not so exaggerating like turning lemons into lemonade but I suppose, sometimes there is opportunity even in the worst situations. In fact, being involved into the situation makes you some kind of blind to all the possibilities around. But they still exist.
I rarely admit I have made a mistake. But now I 'burned my apples'. Literally and figuratively. And I have to decide what to do with the 'pastry', with the 'clients' and how the story should continue. In other words, I should decide what my future steps should be.
The things which are obvious in the pictures are that I am a little bit angry. And anxious. And that is why I was thinking I should not publish this post. But this is my place. And the tart is still tasty. So here is the recipe, taken from a book about the French cooking.
How did the story continue? A man from French restaurant Maxim's heard about this little treasure and wanted to know the key to it. He found a way to take the recipe and that is how Tarte Tatin, named after the above mentioned lady, became part of Maxim's menu and made its official entrance to the golden culinary pages of the world.
That is how a mistake turned into something appreciated all over the world. I like this idea very much. Not so exaggerating like turning lemons into lemonade but I suppose, sometimes there is opportunity even in the worst situations. In fact, being involved into the situation makes you some kind of blind to all the possibilities around. But they still exist.
I rarely admit I have made a mistake. But now I 'burned my apples'. Literally and figuratively. And I have to decide what to do with the 'pastry', with the 'clients' and how the story should continue. In other words, I should decide what my future steps should be.
The things which are obvious in the pictures are that I am a little bit angry. And anxious. And that is why I was thinking I should not publish this post. But this is my place. And the tart is still tasty. So here is the recipe, taken from a book about the French cooking.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
The best chocolate muffins

I spent some time recently to try different chocolate muffin
recipes. Main requirements to the chocolate muffin - it should be soft, it should have a lot of
butter as an ingredient, I want to feel the chocolate with all my senses. This is
the first recipe which meets the criteria - that's why I call these muffins the
best chocolate muffins. Yes, I know, tastes differ, but believe me, it is a
good and easy recipe. Two little tips: Take care not to overmix the batter; use a flexible spatula
to gently fold ingredients together. Take care also not to overbake the muffins - they should
remain soft in the middle.
Labels:
Breakfast,
Butter,
Cake,
Chocoholics,
Chocolate,
Eggs,
Muffins,
Simple favorites,
sources of joy,
Yogurt
Monday, March 12, 2012
Chocolate biscuit cake and the joy to have a grown-up daughter

This is the source she used for preparing the cake (called in Bulgarian sweet salami because of its shape).
So I had my first piece of chocolate biscuit cake as a surprise on Saturday morning and there is no sweet salami home yet. And I should admit, men at home don't like such treats. But we both shared two cakes with lots of coffee cups, without blaming ourselfs. This sweet salami is rich, very rich, but it is so tasty. And who cares about calories if they give you such satisfaction.

Thursday, November 24, 2011
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