When I decided to make this sweet dough, it was really about making the impossible, possible. I really wanted to learn hot cross buns for a Mother Goose project I wanted to start with food. At this point, I could bake cookies and stuff out of a box, nothing really complex. Proofing? What’s that?
This recipe taught me the value of patience and perseverance. I first tried to make this recipe as it was originally intended, a chocolate cake recipe. It’s adapted from Hummingbird High’s Chocolate Crème Fraiche Cake. Alas, my baking skills have not reached the point where I can bake a decent cake.
We left Jared in Emily’s kitchen, asking her if she had a boat.
I’ve decided to do something different with my cooking/baking/writing. This is the first part of a story and somewhere in each post, I put a recipe that works with the story. I’m very excited about this change. I hope you enjoy it!
I was a messy eater as a kid. I still tuck a napkin in the front of my shirt when I eat lasagna and other such messy dishes. I was a particularly messy ice cream eater. So much so that my sister used to make fun of me. Finally, my dad had enough of it ...