I only have time for a quick post today.
And cupcakes are always a good place to start. 😉
My Godsis was confirmed last Sunday, and guess who was in charge of dessert?
Me! Me! Me!
Cupcakes for my Godsis’ Confirmation last Sunday. 🙂
I spent a week coming up with a design for the spread;
didn’t think that eating up lil’ Bibles and crosses was appropriate.
I’m a prude, I know.
I had a friend suggest a picture of Jesus on a cake: apparently it’s been done before. Go figure.
Once that was done, I spent weeks scouring various baking shops and the Internet for fondant / cookie cutters in the shape of sheep & doves; but I couldn’t find anything appropriate.
That, or it wouldn’t reach fast enough.
I ended up making all the doves and sheep out of rolled fondant.
I think it turned out beautifully, considering this was my first try shaping 3D decorations out of fondant. 🙂
For those of you who were wondering how my kasut manik is getting along:
Left side is left with the background beadwork…
Yes, I bead directly on the pattern.
Retracing it on Aida cloth is too time consuming. Deal with it.
I’ve been busy!
Macarons don’t bake themselves, obviously!
Today, we have feet!
On hindsight, I should have stuff a bit more ganache in between;
but this batch (of ganache) was very runny…
Baked 24 macaron shells.
All started rising off the baking paper with lovely feet, at around 5 minutes, at 170 °C; and my heart rose with them.
Unfortunately, after 8 minutes in the oven — at the same temperature — 21 of them started cracking, plunging said heart into a deep ravine.
Also, the shells were a lil’ chewy, even after 24 hours. Definitely a far cry from the expected crumbly texture of a macaron.
And it’s one small step for macarons, and one giant step for erratic temperamental French pastries.
Image taken with the new iPad, edited with Snapseed
— waaaaay easier to use than iPhoto, and it was free!
Again, no feet.
And this time, the surface of my macaron shells is as bumpy as the moon.
My guess is that I underbeat my meringue and it was a very humid day so the skins didn’t form as they should.
No matter, David Lebovitz did make his seven times before he got them right.
Though we do have a lot of ice cream in the fridge right now…
* Read more about Project Macaron-lah here. 😉
Class, this is why one should never feed your macarons before popping them in the oven.
The picture is pretty self explanatory.
This wasn’t my first time making these tricky lil’ French buggers.
And honestly, this isn’t the first disaster I’ve had with them either.
But this really is the first time I’ve had them explode, quite literally.
Perhaps the oven was a wee bit too hot.
They still tasted good all the same
— once you got past scraping them off the parchment paper.
True to my NyonyaCelup heritage,
I am educating myself in the fine arts of bead work & making my first pair of kasut manik.
At only an hour a day during lunch, I reckon this should be done by Chinese New Year next year. 🙂
NOTE: This is my first e-mail post. The dinosaur feels so proud. 🙂