Some days, you just need a cookie. To me, the ultimate bad day cookie is rich, chocolatey, soft in the middle, enormous, and fresh out of the oven. On a recent bad day, I set out to design a cookie that checked all those boxes, and boy, did the result deliver. 😉 Here’s a cookie that’s sure to brighten those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days.
Have you ever been in the position of reeeeeally craving a particular food, but not wanting to exert the effort of leaving home to get it, much less cooking it yourself? For Josh and me, this happens with garlic breadsticks at least once a month (somehow my focus has shifted in recent years from bread formed into knots to bread shaped like sticks instead). Often, this results in at least half an hour of waffling between sucking it up and going out and wistfully giving up on them. The thought of making them from scratch almost always crosses my mind, but I usually toss it aside as too much effort. This time however, I decided to accept the challenge with gusto.
Hoo boy, it’s been a busy baking weekend! I just finished the last cupcake job, so now I finally have a little time to devote to writing about my recent creations. I’ve spent most of my waking moments over the past 5 days thinking about cake, things to put on cake, and ways to eat cake. Welcome to the madness!
My first wedding anniversary is right around the corner, so naturally this calls for pie! This is a recipe that my husband and I developed together while we were dating. It’s been through several revisions since then, but the version I’m presenting today is the one we served at our wedding (along with six other varieties of pie, of course). It’s just the right mixture of strawberry and chocolate, as well as crunchy and smooth.
I first saw a version of this bread on the Great British Baking Show, and I knew I had to try it. It’s simply too pretty not to make. However, being who I am (and knowing that my husband hates butternut squash), of course I had to make some revisions to the recipe. I decided to add some herbs and spices to the dough, and I went with an almost entirely different filling. What I ended up with turned out pretty much like inside-out pizza without sauce, but I’m ok with that because it was delicious. It tastes best warm out of the oven, but it also tastes good cold. I am in the process of experimenting with freezing and thawing it, so I will update you on how that works out.
As you may be aware, Thanksgiving is this Thursday. In light of this, I’m releasing this week’s recipe post a couple days early. If you’re looking for another dessert for your Thanksgiving dinner, you’re in luck! This rum cake is a real crowd pleaser. I made it for a dinner party this past weekend, and there was none left at the end of the night (the uneaten cake was split between some of the party goers and taken home). Multiple slices were had and a new favorite was declared by some. In short, it was pretty popular.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my grandparents lately, and all the little things that remind me of them. From to the kitchen stash of sweetener and jelly packets pilfered from restaurants to afternoon Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy, there are some things that always trigger happy childhood memories. Of all the things that scream grandparents to me, crumb cake is in the top 10 of the list. I can’t ever remember a time when mine didn’t have an Entenmann’s Crumb Coffee Cake on the kitchen counter next to the sink. We had always referred to it simply as “coffee cake,” but I later learned that there are, in fact, several varieties of cake which can be called coffee cake. No gathering was complete without a cup of coffee for the adults and a square of that sweet, buttery goodness for everyone.
We’re finally at the end of the summer birthday season, with Josh’s birthday being last week. Naturally, I wanted to go all out for his birthday cake. Chocolate was a given since it’s his favorite, and I’ve had cherries on my mind since the start of cherry season, so it made sense to me to put them together. Josh had also mentioned that he liked cream cheese frosting better than traditional buttercream last time I made it, so I figured I might as well put them all together for one super-decadent cake.
When I first came to Ohio, I was shocked by its pizzerias’ lack of garlic knots or anything remotely resembling them. Upon asking my Midwestern friends, I was met with quizzical faces. Imagine my befuddlement when I found out that not only can I not get garlic knots outside of New York, but no one even knows what they are. Clearly, the only solution (apart from returning to New York and never leaving again) was to make them myself.
Unless you live under a rock, you’re probably aware by now that our country made a historic advance in equality last week. I was in the mood to celebrate, so I decided to make some rainbow cinnamon rolls. The rolls themselves, while delicious, are fairly run of the mill. It’s the fun explosion of rainbow on top that tickles my whimsy. Hopefully your cones are similarly stimulated (as are your taste buds).