Posts tagged “baking

Chocolate Yogurt Snack Cakes

Posted on April 3, 2014

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I have a good friend who bakes Duff Goldman-style cakes. She does this for fun when she’s not teaching flamenco.

One year this friend made a hula monkey birthday cake for my daughter. I mean, this monkey had it all: a flower fondant lei, bold red lips and a sassy grass skirt. The detail was one thing. The flavor was out of this world. I have never been able to replicate the almond-flavored buttercream she made that day. Nor have I ever been able to bake a cake that moist and gently sweet. Kids fought over this cake in a way that was far beyond “I want the piece with balloons on it.”

So I bow down to anyone who can bake cakes with that level of artistry and flavor.

The one cake I can bake successfully (knock wood) is a yogurt cake. These cakes are a popular snack item in France for two reasons, a. because they’re really easy for kids to make (which means that even I can’t mess it up) and b. because the cakes turn out moist with a hint of sweetness. Everyone from Clotilde to Molly to Dorie has got a memory of or twist on this treat and it’s little wonder. There’s something about them that makes your household smell like comfort and warmth.

Although I like the classic recipe, there’s really nothing like goosing the simple batter with ribbons of melted dark chocolate, I’ve found. That’s what food blogger and cookbook author David Lebovitz did in his memoir The Sweet Life in ParisI used his recipe yesterday to bake an afterschool snack for my little one. It was such a hit that snack became dessert and breakfast too. When I asked my daughter which version of this cake she preferred, she got this dreamy look in her eye and said “I don’t know…they’re both pretty awesome.”

Indeed they are.

Lebovitz’s latest cookbook comes out next week and I’m looking forward to checking it out. I’m also looking forward to Alexander Lobrano‘s latest, Hungry for France, which came out Tuesday.

What cookbooks are you enjoying right now and why? Are there any recipes that bring back good memories for you? If so, what are they and what is the memory?

Tomorrow: I’ll be featuring an interview with Karen Pery, who has been featured in this space before. I’ll be catching up with her and sharing how she uses things like racecars and surfboards to help people tap into their hidden potential. It’s a pretty cool story and she’s a pretty cool lady, so I hope you’ll stop by tomorrow and see what she has to say!

Stout

Posted on March 18, 2013

For at least a year, I’ve wanted to abandon the WordPress Thesis template that powered this web site. I didn’t like that it made a blog the focal point of my domain because, the thing is, I either don’t blog or I force myself to blog a bunch of stuff that winds up being hit or miss. I don’t do “miss” so well. Or, I wind up blogging about how hard it is to maintain a blog, but how I’m going to resolve to update it more and do better this time (only to do just the opposite). Blogs are super-duper problematic for me, which is why I found a new template that stuck mine at the bottom of the page…as an afterthought…because let’s face it, that’s what it is.

So welcome to the new paigebowers.com, a landing page where you can click around to find my clips, my bio and a way to contact me for writing assignments large and small. Yes, there’s still a blog, but it’s tucked away in a spot that works for me. I hope the new site works for you too. So click around, make yourself at home and let me know what you think about the new look.

Onward…

I titled this post “Stout,” in part as a commentary on the solid new design of this site, but also because it was St Patrick’s Day this past weekend. For me, St. Patrick’s Day and Guinness go hand in hand. But it’s also worth noting that I’m a chocoholic of the first order. What do St. Patrick’s Day, Guinness and my chocoholism have to do with each other, you might ask? Well, St. Patrick’s Day serves as a good excuse for making chocolate stout cake.

The other excuse? This old ad:

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Photo: SmithsonianMag.com

Now that I’ve built my case, here are the recipes I used, both from Gourmet.com:

Chocolate Stout Cake

Stout Creme Anglaise (I hereby rename this “Awesome Sauce”)

And here is the end result:

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Pumpkin Patch

Posted on October 29, 2012

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Wednesday is Halloween. So I’m going to delve into my archives and aggregate a little something-something about pumpkins. See the above gourd? It’s blue on the outside, but standard issue orange on the inside. Furthermore, it is good for making all manner of foodstuffs, as I did three years ago when my mother-in-law gifted me this beast.

It was a gift that kept on giving.

What follows are links to the pumpkin odyssey of 2009. It’s a five-day trip through sweet and savory recipes, all of them worth trying.

We begin on day one, where I break down the pumpkin, roast its seeds and make a puree.

Then we head to day two, where I use some of the aforementioned puree in a holiday classic: pumpkin pie.

After that, day three, where I make Patricia Wells’ delicious pumpkin soup.

Day four, I continue the pumpkin porn with out-of-this-world pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.

And finally, day five: I prove that I’m not quite sick of pumpkin by making a creamy pumpkin risotto.

Some lagniappe: Last week, mi amiga Danny Bonvissuto interviewed James Beard Award-winning cookbook author Dorie Greenspan about her stuffed pumpkin recipe. It’s stuffed with bread, cream, cheese, garlic and bacon. If loving it is wrong, then I don’t want to be right.

Macaron Madness: Baby Steps

Posted on June 8, 2012

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See these? These are macaron cookies from Laduree in Paris. Laduree was founded 150 years ago during a massive economic boom that transformed the city. It became known as a tea room where ladies could visit with each other (sans male companions) without being considered, as Edith Piaf once put it in the song “Milord,” ombres de la rue (translated: shadows of the street, or prostitutes). The folks at Laduree didn’t make macarons in those days, but by the twentieth century they had this bright idea that maybe they could take light-as-air cookies that had been around for centuries and sandwich them together with a thin layer of ganache.

It was a good idea and it became the way to make macarons. Just ask any fashionista who has been in Paris for Fashion Week, or any Franco-geek like me who has attempted to recreate them Stateside after having religious experiences with boxes like the one  pictured above. The cookies are delicate, not overly sweet, and a bit of a scientific marvel, if you ask me. On the face of it, macarons should be easy to make. They have few ingredients and their recipes are fairly straightforward. How hard can it be?  Well, even he admits it’s not so simple, that making picture-perfect macarons is more about technique than it is following a recipe. After reading his The Sweet Life in Paris and staring at the very technical Les Petits Macarons, I decided to venture into this pastel land of no return, hoping that something edible might result from my efforts. The method to my madness: Use Lebovitz’s chocolate macaron recipe (because who hates chocolate?) and refer to Les Petits Macarons in case of trouble (which was sure to come).

Here’s what happened:

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A Wrinkle in Time

Posted on June 2, 2012

I had coffee with my academic advisor yesterday. He told me I looked composed and (believe it or not) relaxed. He also told me this post was “weird” because no one was trying to “get” me, or drag me back for a PhD against my will. I told him it was an ill-conceived joke, just me making fun of my inability to read anything off-topic. And then I told him that I surprised myself when I rewrote the bio for this web site. In an effort to keep myself honest, focused and real in my writing pursuits, I discovered that nothing looks the same, or feels the same, at least bio-wise. He said I needed more time. I told him I don’t wait well.

By the time we had finished our wide-ranging conversation, three hours had elapsed.

And three days after I went through the exercise of “rebranding” myself (or so to speak), I still haven’t posted my effort here. What gives?

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A few weeks ago, I finished reading A Wrinkle in Time with my daughter. I didn’t really understand Wrinkle when I read it as a child and certainly wouldn’t have recommended it to any of my friends because fantasy was so not my cup of tea. As an adult, I found myself on the verge of

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Blueberry Hill

Posted on July 11, 2011


I went to my local farmers market recently and bought two cartons of fresh premium blueberries from Blueberry Ridge Orchard in Jackson, La. When you buy from a supermarket (which, let’s face it, I do), fruits and vegetables just lose a little something in their flavor and smell. But if you’re lucky enough to buy something that was freshly plucked from a vine, tree or plant, you’re in for a special treat.

How is this for a treat?
blueberriesOn a recent Saturday afternoon, these blueberries filled my car and my kitchen with their subtly sweet smell. Though I could have rinsed them and served them on cereal, over ice cream or mixed with other fruit, I decided to

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