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4.27.2015

MangiaMore: almond ANNIVERSARY cake

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If I could, I would bake a cake everyday — a cake to suit my mood, a cake to satiate my cravings, a different cake to share with my nearest and dearest. If I could I would bake cakes all of the time.

If only cake didn’t have calories. Le sigh.
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This time, my cake had a reason, a worthy occasion: to celebrate my parents’ 33rd wedding anniversary (!!). It had to be delicious, something super tasty for my parents who deserve so much more.

I had no desire to play it safe, so I turned to Molly Yeh, whose beautiful cakes and treats inspire envy and admiration.  And once I remembered her Valentine’s Day Almond Cake, I knew it was the one.
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This was another egg heavy recipe, but separating yolks and whipping whites was felt more natural, and every other aspect of the cake was fun and easy. 
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I strayed from the recipe when it came to frosting. My father (and frankly, I) was uninterested in a whipped cream frosting, so I opted for my buttercream mainstay. I completely understand why the recipe offers a light almond whipped cream frosting. All those glossy stiff egg whites made for an airy and bubbly cake that was sweet but not dense at all. A lighter frosting would have complimented the bouncy cake, creating a lovely cake pillow.

But buttercream
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My icing choice set up delicious contrasting textures while heightening the almond flavor and upping the decadence factor (it was a special occasion, duh). The tang of cream cheese toned down the sweet saturation and made for easy spreading. A celebration calls for an adult twist, so a little Kahlua and much more Disaronno went a long way in my slightly chocolate frosting.

Once again, Happy Anniversary parentals!!
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3.04.2015

MangiaMore: HAMANTASCHEN


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As I usually do when I want to feel envious, I visited My Name is Yeh. When I saw her beautiful Halva and Jam Hamantaschen post, I immediately wanted to make my own (I know, I just made jelly-filled cookies, but it’s Purim!). She links to funfetti hamantaschen on Lil Miss Cakes and I knew I wanted a smattering of sprinkles in mine. Despite disapproval,  I was still excited to use the basic dough.
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My desire intensified as I decided what flavor hamantaschen to bake. I took an informal survey— raspberry, chocolate, blackberry, strawberry (raspberry and apricot were the winners), but I was dying to try the more traditional flavor, poppy seed. After I rejected recipes with eggs and liqueurs, a conversation with one of my besties resulted in the perfect poppy seed filling recipe from Bon Appétit.
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Per usual, I was intimidated, but eager to try a new recipe (or two) and use ingredients I had yet to work with.  Like, honey. Sure, I put it in Greek yogurt, but I hadn’t put it in cookie dough. Unlike many other hamantaschen recipes I saw, this one used honey instead of sugar. And poppy seeds—I don’t think I’ve even made lemon poppy seed muffins without a mix, so it was invigorating to use the real thing.
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Making these cookies was no easy task. Whipping up the dough and the poppy seed filling was a breeze; rolling and forming the cookies proved to be difficult. My dough was sticky and  impossible to roll even after 3+ hours in the fridgy, so I threw it in the freezer. Even then, it was still tricky. Then, creating the triangle shape was a challenge. Maybe, I took the easy (read: lazy) way  and didn’t pinch the corners for a 3D hamantaschen.  I was close…ish.
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They still turned out tasty. The dough isn’t sweet, but the glob of saccharine jelly or adult poppy seed filling (my fave), makes the cookie complete and utterly addictive. Maybe next year I will be defiant and make those funfetti hamantaschen.
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