Remember back in March, when I said there was something tasty in the works? Well there was, but it took a little longer than expected to get back to it. There was an Easter weekend in Ontario and a mini vacation to Chicago, with a killer workweek on either side. Like bookends.
On to the next shelf, I say. The one with cookbooks.
Thank goodness (in more ways than one) for our wine group. R. and I were on the hosting block, and a tea party-themed menu seemed the perfect match for our spring white picks. There were finger sandwiches, apricot tea scones and cappuccino macarons to finish.
And finish them we did.
Source: When it comes to macarons, Julia over at Mélanger has what I think is the best online how to. I gave her Italian method a go this time, and found it to be quite forgiving! For the buttercream, I adapted a recipe from Helen over at Tartelette.
Substitutions and additions: In the macarons, a squirt of lemon juice in place of the egg white powder, plus 1/2 teaspoon of espresso powder just before the final mix. In the buttercream, a (relatively short) shot of cooled espresso plus 1/2 teaspoon of espresso powder in place of the vanilla/violet liqueur.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Monday, April 05, 2010
Well, your Easter maybe.
I made these well over a week ago myself. March 23 to be exact, which I know only thanks to iPhoto and the magic that is digital time stamping. My own mental cataloguing system has been on the fritz these past few weeks.
In my experience, this faulty neural filing most commonly occurs when deadlines converge unexpectedly, causing the workday to stretch into workevening and evolve into worknight only to blend into workday again.
In this freelance netherworld, sleep is reduced to a wink and time is divvied by deadlines rather than days. By the time you remember to start blinking, your eyes have already developed that faint sandpaper sensation that makes closing them rather uncomfortable. The trudge from computer to kitchen to washroom becomes a much-anticipated diversion. Before long, you find yourself spooning cereal in the wee hours and craving a hamburger for breakfast.
Fortunately these whirlwinds have a way of disappearing almost as quickly as they develop, leaving a stack of dirty espresso cups and a sigh of relief behind.
That was Thursday. Today's Easter Monday and I still have a full week of vacation on the horizon. A chance to re-charge before the weather turns again.
1 cup sugar
1 cup butter, unsalted
2 cups flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
jam (I used blackberry jamelly)
Preheat oven to 375 degrees Fahrenheit. Line baking sheets with parchment or silicone sheets and set aside.
In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugar. Mix in the eggs one at a time, beating well after each. Add the flour and baking powder and mix just until combined.
Pour the sweetened coconut into a small bowl. Roll the dough into golf ball-sized spheres and drop them, one at a time, into the bowl of coconut. Make sure some coconut adheres to the outside of each ball, pressing lightly if necessary.
Set the balls on the prepared cookie sheets (12 per sheet). Use your thumb to make a small indentation in the centre of each ball, being careful not to crack the cookie. Fill the indentation with jam using a small spoon.
Bake at 375 degrees for 12 minutes, then broil for 1-2 minutes to brown the coconut. Watch them carefully!
Source: Mom's recipe file.
Notes: When I went to bake these cookies, I realized that Mom's recipe had been lost in The great MacBook Crash of Spring 2009. I went with something similar from an online source, but the original—collected later and described above—is still the best.