I have this wonderful book at home, Cooking for Kings: The Life of Antonin Careme. Antonin was a pastry chef (and so much more) during the era of First Empire Paris. He crafted room-sized sculptures from pastries and spun sugar to delight the likes of Marie Antoinette. He’s the guy that the phrase creme de la creme was modeled on. He was the first Celebrity Chef.
If Antonin Careme saw what I wrought in my kitchen this past week, he would cry.
There is only one Antonin Careme, and, while I love to putter in my kitchen, I will never be him. I mess up… A LOT. Here is one such story. This is the Day That Frosty Died.
Greetings, my little ghouls, spooks, and warlocks! It is once again the time of year to celebrate the spookier side of life: HALLOWEEN! And in honor of this auspicious time of year, I’m delighted to present to you a simple sweet treat sure to delight at any of your upcoming festivities:
I really thought before that I had known what love is. It seemed like I would live my life with that preconceived notion never changing. I had dreamt of more, but accepted things the way they were. Then one fateful winter’s evening, everything changed…
To get to know my new baby, I picked out a recipe with no surprises. I didn’t want anything complicating our first moments together. I leafed through my multitude of cookbooks and happened upon…
Apologies in advance to all the Pokemon fans out there who just squealed with glee. This is not a cake in the shape of a Pokeball. This is, in fact, a cake you poke. It is also moist, delicious, and the easiest freaking thing you will ever bake in your life, making it the perfect recipe for the busy lead up to MAGFest.
The chill is back in the air, my friends and Thanksgiving (at least here in the US) is just around the corner! While most folks dive straight for the pumpkin pie and whipped cream, I thought I’d bring something new to the family table this holiday….
Because there weren’t any thanksgiving themed albums released that I was aware of, and let’s face it… this album is delicious!
Let’s get straight to the nut cuttin’… mincing… chopping. Whatever. You’re gonna chop the crap outta those walnuts. Most packages of walnuts do not come finely chopped. You get a rough chop if you’re lucky. This is going to be the most time-consuming part of the cookies.
To get a good even fine chop, make sure you are cutting from multiple direction and gathering your nuts back together pretty regularly. Also, don’t try to chop everything at once, as that will lead to what is technically known as “a big friggin’ mess”. I portioned my walnuts into six small piles before grabbing my kitchen knife.
Next you’re going to want to beat your sugar and butter together in a large bowl. Keep on beating it until everything is smooth and creamy (giggity).
Add your egg and your molasses and beat everything smooth once again. Go ahead and set this aside for now.
In a smaller bowl, combine your flour, baking soda, ginger, cinnamon, cloves, and salt. Gradually add this mixture to your wet ingredients. I usually try to add about 1/4 at a time, fully incorporating the flour in between.
Now for spooning (who doesn’t like a good spoon session?). Mix in your package of white chocolate chips and set your bowl in your fridge for about 20 minutes. Cooling the mixture will help you shape it in a bit.
Roll the dough into 1 inch (3 cm) balls and then roll in the walnuts. Once your balls are coated (*snicker*), place them on an ungreased baking sheet. Bake for 9 – 11 minutes at 375*F or 190*C. I baked mine for 10 minutes and the edges were crunchy and the middle was chewy.
I was surprised at how delicious these were, as I’m not usually a fan of walnuts. However, once the nuts were toasted, the warm crunch was a welcoming texture among the gooey, sweet, spicy cookie.
Enjoy my friends! I invite you to come on over to the Chip Mom Facebook page to share your successes, challenges, and recipes. And remember, Mama loves you!