Bonjour mes amis, et -- er? Sacre bleu!
This wily, experimental baking has made for a steep learning curve, but we're on it like a French guy with his girlfriend at the park. Well, objects of beauty (near-beauty) have been gazed upon and perilously mauled.
Rachel's poppers were a great kick-off, and I do think we deserve points for "nutting up" and going savory first. Anybody can make a good dessert. It takes that aforementioned moxie to mold chicken into tasty submission.
On Sunday, we continued the southwest theme with some Jalapeno-Cornbread Cheesy Surprises. (Yes, "surprise" is such a doomed culinary descriptor...) Mixing some minced jalaps, red bell pepper, cheddar, cornmeal, milk, and Pills Dinner Rolls was a snap, as I enjoy getting my hands covered in food-related goo. We plopped the new dough into a muffin tins, and secreted a cube of cheddar in the center. They tasted pretty durn good, though were quite heavy. Bombs, even. So perhaps a re-do with some baking soda and/or egg, and some spices to add a little je ne sais quoi.
Which brings us to the next trial: Stuffed French Toast. AKA French Maid Stuffed with White Sauce. Don't think about it.
Stop for just a minute and imagine: what if you had the ability to serve your own fresh-baked baguette to impress the hubby and wow the kiddies? Well, Pills is there to help you score all around. They have somehow in-tube-ated dough for French bread. You can cut the slits on top, brush it with egg, and everything. Maybe we should call it Freedom Bread.
Anyway, Rachel and I divided the dough so as to maximize experimentation (and minimize expenditure). After an ill-fated bowl of curded cream cheese and egg, we got our $hit together and made a yummy filling with said c.c., sugar, vanilla, and cinnamon. Then, genius flashed: Rachel thought to poke the bread with a fork, letting egg seep in and therefore rendering the bread french-toast-y. The two versions both tasted good, though the pans were not enticing.
So, three non-dessert recipes, with passing grades, in one weekend. Get ready for the overwhelming force of creativity that will be unleashed by our partaking in NYC's Restaurant Week TWICE this week!
Rachel's poppers were a great kick-off, and I do think we deserve points for "nutting up" and going savory first. Anybody can make a good dessert. It takes that aforementioned moxie to mold chicken into tasty submission.
On Sunday, we continued the southwest theme with some Jalapeno-Cornbread Cheesy Surprises. (Yes, "surprise" is such a doomed culinary descriptor...) Mixing some minced jalaps, red bell pepper, cheddar, cornmeal, milk, and Pills Dinner Rolls was a snap, as I enjoy getting my hands covered in food-related goo. We plopped the new dough into a muffin tins, and secreted a cube of cheddar in the center. They tasted pretty durn good, though were quite heavy. Bombs, even. So perhaps a re-do with some baking soda and/or egg, and some spices to add a little je ne sais quoi.
Which brings us to the next trial: Stuffed French Toast. AKA French Maid Stuffed with White Sauce. Don't think about it.Stop for just a minute and imagine: what if you had the ability to serve your own fresh-baked baguette to impress the hubby and wow the kiddies? Well, Pills is there to help you score all around. They have somehow in-tube-ated dough for French bread. You can cut the slits on top, brush it with egg, and everything. Maybe we should call it Freedom Bread.
Anyway, Rachel and I divided the dough so as to maximize experimentation (and minimize expenditure). After an ill-fated bowl of curded cream cheese and egg, we got our $hit together and made a yummy filling with said c.c., sugar, vanilla, and cinnamon. Then, genius flashed: Rachel thought to poke the bread with a fork, letting egg seep in and therefore rendering the bread french-toast-y. The two versions both tasted good, though the pans were not enticing.
So, three non-dessert recipes, with passing grades, in one weekend. Get ready for the overwhelming force of creativity that will be unleashed by our partaking in NYC's Restaurant Week TWICE this week!
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