Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Stop The Insanity!

For the love of Betty Crocker - it's like the Pillsbury Bake Off all up in here. Don't know what got into me this weekend, but I spent AMPLE time baking. Could be that I watched too much Food TV and my BFF Giada (hearts); could be that I started listening to a new audiobook called A Homemade Life, by Molly Wizenberg, blogger extraordinare Orangette, could be that I'm pre-menses and ravenous for anything, apparently. Here's the rundown...

Giada's Strawberry Rosemary Scones for breakfast on Saturday:

Pre-bake - they totes made me think of Edward Scissorhands laid out on the parchment here...

Pre lemon glaze....

These could be one of the best things I have ever baked. So. Good. And unfortch, you can't eat just one.
Which takes us to dessert for 4th - S'mores Pie, a la Smitten Kitchen:
I got it in my head that I wanted s'mores for dessert on the fourth, but wanted them in pie form, so I searched until I found this recipe. Little disappointed, as the chocolate cream layer hardened too much for my liking. It was almost like eating a candy bar in a graham cracker crust. Not that it didn't taste fabulous - I was just expecting something more creamy. And I'm sorry, but toasted marshmallows should be renamed "Food of the Gods," because really, WHAT could be better? Not much.
This leads to our star player, and my new favorite thing:
Banana Chocolate Bread with Crystallized Ginger and Whipped Cream, from Orangette. Holy. Sh!t. To steal a phrase from Rachel Zoe - this. was. bananas. I die. Uh-maz-ing. Okay, that's three phrases I stole, but this warrants three phrases. I have never been a big banana bread fan, but when I was listening to her description of this in the audio book, I was all, I am SO making that this weekend, The Weekend O The Bake. Worth every calorie.

Here it is with a plop of home-made whipped cream, with just the TEENIEST bit of confectioner's sugar. I knew the bread was going to be sweet, so I just wanted a bit of sweetness in the cream. Guh. If you need me, you can find me in the corner sleeping off my sugar coma.


this free bird said...

that banana bread is calling, calling, calling mah name!