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Bye Bye Puff Pastry


Pithivier – or Three Kings Cake

We had our last class on puff pastry reserved for making pithiviers and sacristains. Both were very unfamiliar names to me, but since I have enjoyed learning how to make our own puff pastry at school, I was excited to see what these pastries were.

It turns out the pithivier is just an everyday version of the galette des rois I made this past January. Instead of filling our pithivier with an almond pastry cream, the chef just did an almond cream. I think I prefer the extra indulgence from mixing almond cream with pastry cream in my own version, and the chef mentioned in demonstration that most bakeries do flavour their almond cream with a bit of pastry cream to make a frangipane sort of filling. After seeing it in demonstration, the chef reminded us that we’ll be seeing lots of these cakes around Epiphany in January – I can’t wait to try some out!

With the leftover dough, we made sacristains – a really fancy name for French cinnamon straws. French cinnamon straws use chopped almonds and large pearl sugars, which give them a really nice crunch, but overall, the flavour is a bit lacking. I would’ve loved to see the chef brush on butter and sprinkle with regular sugar and cinnamon, but that would’ve been too crassly North American.


Even though I made sure to put a lot of pearl sugar, it still wasn’t the same thing…

We had the practical class at 8:30 in the morning, and the chef overseeing our work was the chef responsible for superior pastry. I actually learned quite a bit from him, as he helpfully pointed out why my dough was a little spotted when he walked by. In demo the chef had been adamant about not having hot butter in our détrempe dough, and I had taken it to heart a bit too much that my butter was on the colder side. Therefore, when met with cold water, the butter seized up a bit, creating little spots in my dough. The chef gave quite a few helpful pointers that day. Combined with a few tips I had heard from a friend who had completed the class the day before, I was very pleased when my pithivier came out of the oven looking puffy and flaky, with a nice little dome in the middle.

Even though the chef had warned me that my pithivier may not come out nicely because I rolled the pastry out in the wrong direction, he seemed to have forgotten about it all when he came by to grade my pithivier. He had only nice things to say about mine and my friend’s, and when I asked him about the edges puffing up as two separate sheets of pastry, he said that was perfect – exactly what he would look for to be able to tell that it’s a well-made puff pastry. Phew!

We had a bit of a break, so I took my pithivier out for a spin to Starbucks to get some decent pictures of it, before leaving it on the communal sampling table at school. We all devoured our own sacristains, though!

My day continued on with another demo and a practical – more to come, as the day progressively got worse (of course), and only a separate blog post will do the tragedy justice.

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Lentil Curry


Spoonful of curry over our notes from Udaipur

For Diwali, I decided to put the spices I picked up at the Bastille market to good use. I bought six different types of spices, plus dried lentils and chickpeas, on the weekend. The man scooping up the spices for me was hilarious in a please-let-me-just-buy-what-I-want sort of way. He had a lot of input on what I was buying, even though I told him they’re not all for the same recipe, and he kept on trying to sell me the generic “curry” spice when I said I wanted to make a curry. Also, the French are absolute wimps when it comes to spice. I got piment fort and the spice man looked impressed, and after a generous teaspoon I can’t say it brought any heat to our curry. Bah.

I also saw this idea on a different blog one day and decided to try it myself: I documented the cooking process with my iPhone/Insta.gram, and the pictures look so much better than if I had tried to style the food!

Enjoy the picture tutorial with the recipe for Indian masala from our cooking class in Udaipur earlier this year.

  
  
  
  

  1. Grind up half of an onion (or a shallot) with a knob of ginger and a garlic clove or two in a mortar and pestle. You can use a blender if you want, but the flavours aren’t quite the same. You can also do what I did: put in Ziploc, wrap between tea towel, and beat with a rolling pin.
  2. In a pot, heat up oil and fry up the other half of the onion, diced, with 2 tsp. of cumin seeds.
  3. Add in the paste when your onions are cooked to translucent. Add in 1 tsp. each of coriander powder and turmeric, and cayenne or something spicy and salt to taste. If you have garam masala, throw a dash of that in, too. I didn’t, and my curry worked out fine.
  4. When it gets quite paste-y and the onions are cooked through, add in 1/2 cup of water. Stir. Bring to a boil, and then reduce until you see some of the oil come through the liquid.
  5. Chop up some tomatoes (3 roma tomatoes for me) and throw them in. Bring to a boil, then simmer for at least 20 minutes.
  6. In the mean time, prepare your lentils by cooking them in water until just done, and drain into curry sauce. Let simmer together for another 20 minutes or so, longer if you have the time and patience. Serve with rice or naan.

Note: you may need to add more liquid to your sauce as it cooks, depending on the time and heat you cook at. Adjust as you see fit – some people like a watery sauce, some like a thick sauce.

Happy (belated) Diwali!

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Pear Charlotte


Pear Charlotte

It’s been a while, oops! A week and a half ago, on the day that Terence left, I made the pear charlotte. It is something completely new to me, and I’ve decided it’s a cake I definitely enjoy eating, but not making.

The pear charlotte is basically piped ladyfingers arranged beautifully into a round “box”, filled with pear mousse inside. It is consumed cold, and is a delightfully light dessert. The ladyfingers are airy and lightly sweetened, and the fruity mousse is anything but rich. It’s very different from the typical desserts we’ve made, and I really appreciated the change.


The “big mama” bulb at the side is the result of an accidental run-in with the top of my obnoxious piping bag. Oops!

For demo, we had Mr. Silence chef. He is good at what he does, but his demos are really very quiet without a lot of interesting information. Therefore most of the time people are a little distracted while he’s doing his thing up at the front of the classroom.

We had the nice old man chef for this practical. He told us to pipe the ladyfingers sideways for a prettier look. I’m not sure I like the ladyfingers on a slant – it doesn’t seem to agree with the symmetrical “lid” of the cake at the top. However, as one of our translators once said, it’s the rule of closeness when it comes to chefs’ instructions. Whichever chef is closer to you wins the debate. So I piped my ladyfingers on a slant. Except, I’m not without disaster these days, and so with my not-so-great folding skills with egg whites and dry ingredients, my batter was getting pretty runny. The chef looked aghast when he saw my work. The whole time the ladyfingers were baking, I was really worried about having something that had no definition when the pieces came out of the oven. I wanted to just pack everything up and leave before being confronted with the end result.

Luckily, things came out OK. Other than a couple of small gaps between the ladyfingers because I piped them a little too far away from one another, it wasn’t a complete disaster. The pear mousse was delicious and not too difficult to whip up (literally). Once filled, I was happy enough with the end result. By then though, I was also emotionally drained from the large range of emotions I had just gone through in 2.5 hours, from worry to denial to stress to relief.

The chef was in a pretty good mood. He fed us the rest of the pear halves because he didn’t want to put them away, and he also let us torch the pear slices on top. It was the first time I had tried torching, and it was a lot of fun! My pear slices weren’t spread open enough, though, so I think the whole decoration with the leaves and the pear half made the top of my cake look like a golden snitch from Harry Potter. The chef agreed it wasn’t exactly what he had in mind, but whatever, I made a snitch.

It’s easy to eat a lot of this cake because it’s so light! The next day I dug out all the mousse and we just ate the ladyfingers – harmless enough with egg whites and no fats. I loved eating the whole cake with a spoon, though (definitely good as a wallowing food too), but I’m still on the fence if I’d like to attempt this recipe again. Maybe when I get better at folding egg whites, I’ll give it another go :)


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