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Inspiration

Before Christmas I found this fig jam and had a thought. I bought puff pastry (no, I have not made it since cooking school because when I even look at butter, it melts).

I paired it with Manouri cheese and made little circles, added the jam and cheese, folded over using an egg wash for “glue.” Then I used a fork to seal, brushed them with a milk and egg yolk wash I had on hand for something else, and baked.

They were gorgeous and tasted great. I was advised by the cheesemeister to use Manouri. Manouri is to Feta what Ricotta is to Mozzarella. A pale but useful cousin. With the sweetness of the fig I’d rather a saltier cheese like Feta.

It was just a brain thing I did to try and everyone liked them. I’d just rather do them better. Always trying to do something better. My sources of inspiration have been hard to come by. It should be that way.  Dee

 

Hot Hands

I’m the gal you want to put hands on a cold mold to un-mold it. While my body temperature usually is low, if I’m ill it’s normal, my hands are what chefs call “hot hands.”

I tried to make pastry dough the other day and even cutting the butter I melted it and had to refrigerate it for a few minutes. My pastry was a disaster.

It’s about 80% humidity outside but in here my hygrometer reads zero. I checked the pastry and it held together even after adding more ice water than was called for. A day later, it was crumbly and wouldn’t do anything.

Would a pate sucre or sablee be more forgiving? I recall a pastry dough at a wonderful restaurant where I could just take it out of the frig, make it into balls and press it into tins and that’s the kind of dough I like because if I was called away, I put the rest into the frig and came back to it later.

Forgive me, dough, as I melt butter so cannot make puff pastry, so I don’t bake. Also, my mother and sisters were bakers. It was up to my brother and me to take on the main course. Any ideas? Cheers, Dee