Sometimes I get a baking itch I just need to scratch! This does happen quite often. The shop just always seems SO far away though. In these situations, I tend to start rummaging around in the cupboards to see what I have left that I can turn into a sweet treat. Occasionally it will be a disaster but most of the time something delicious pops out the oven. But once in a blue moon, an unexpected masterpiece is produced! Something truly life changing. I had some left over dates after Christmas and half a bag of desiccated coconut, then I discovered some pistachios from a wedding cake order the week before. Perfect for popping into a cookie… So now I had decided on what to bake I went to grab everything else I needed but, shock horror, I only had light brown muscavado sugar left. Agh! But I threw caution to the wind and used it anyway. I’m so glad I did! The cookies were soft, chunky, chewy. Totally delicious!
I am an absolute cookie monster but I won’t accept any old cookie. I am what you might call, a cookie connoisseur! It has to meet my certain criteria or quite frankly, I shan’t waste the calories on it (my waistline is becoming much more susceptible to soaking up excess podge in my old age to allow a bad biccy to destroy it). I have preached many a time about the qualities of a good cookie, crunchy on the outer rim then getting chewy, almost fudge-like near the middle (hell, I even prefer mine to be under baked so they still have a ting of cookie dough about them. I’m sure it’s not health and safety friendly but what the heck?! I’d risk food poisoning for cookie nirvana). I had yet to find a perfect texture when using spelt flour as it doesn’t get that crunch or chew that I was searching for…. UNTIL NOW! I like spelt, it has much more flavour than regular flour plus it has some health benefits apparently to kind of balance out the sugary naughtiness.
Happy Easter everybody! I am currently sat in the kitchen working my way through a pile of hot cross buns and a slab of butter (cue Homer Simpson style drooling). I obviously had extensive high activity plans for today but sadly, its raining which has forced me inside with said plate of buns. What else is a girl to do?! Plus being Easter limited edition specialities, I must eat as many as I can before they disappear from the shelves for another year. Gotta make the most of them, y’know? By next week I will be back on the kale and lentils, promise (I sometimes wish I could use emojis in my writing, I would insert that little dude with the rolling eyes right about here). My favourite treat is slightly stale left over buns, slather in butter, then golden syrup and lay them into a deep baking dish with them slightly over lapping, pour over a tin of Ambrosia custard and bake in the oven on 180 degrees until the edges of the bread are golden and the custard is bubbling. Actually life changing.
So, it turns out making the perfect chocolate chip cookie is pretty darn difficult. Yup, that little round beige thing with brown spots? A kitchen nightmare. Take it from a girl who has tried a million different recipes over many years. Non of them delivered 100%, there would always be a certain level of crippling disappointment. There were the ones that didn’t have enough chocolate, ones that spread too much, the ones that stuck to the baking tray, the ones that were too crunchy. I wasted a lot of time money and ingredients trying to achieve cookie paradise! To achieve perfection, I have combined my favourite bits from several recipes to create baking bohemia.
Its pretty obvs that I love to bake and there is nothing better than dedicating an entire day to produce a bouncy billowing sponge cake to order. Some cakes can take a couple of hours to produce, some take whole days. However, it is possible to have too much of a good thing (butter cream being the exception to this rule. And Fox’s Crunch Cream Biscuits. And Milkybars. And possibly custard). After spending 10 hours on a cake order on Friday I was covered in icing sugar (but then everything in my entire kitchen has a constant layer of shimmering icing sugar), there was butter in my hair and I had devoured so much cake mix I felt rather nauseous (seriously, why bother baking the cake when the mix tastes so frikkin shamazing?!). I just wanted to sit down with a cuppa and watch Supersize Vs Superskinny. Alas, I still had more baking to do, my brother needed something to take to his charity cake sale at work. I obvs offered my services being the wonderfully kind and thoughtful sister I am (it was also out of the eternal guilt I feel from when I pushed him down the stairs when I was 5). However, after my massive all day bake-a-thon, the last thing I wanted to do was spend more time in the kitchen. Sometimes, you want to produce something gorgeously tasty with minimal effort possible, when you don’t have time for technique or decoration, no faff but impressive results.