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Cake Donuts.

At the restaurant we call them Beignets but really they are simple donuts.  They fry up GBD with a thin buttery crust and a fluffy cakey center.  They can easily be adjusted to taste like gingerbread by subbing in molasses for some of the sugar, and using ginger, cinnamon, and clove in lieu of nutmeg and mace.  Those are  tossed in cinnamon sugar.  I recently switched from using melted shortening to olive oil as the fat and it made a noticeable improvement in texture and flavor.  I think these are best served with a cold, creamy sauce like creme anglaise; but would also work with caramel or chocolate sauce.  Tony over at Tabla once served one of these babies with a fat scoop of blueberry sorbet.  This is an easy, versatile recipe.
Cake Donuts.
4 cups AP flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp nutmeg (or 2 tsp ginger,1 tsp cinnamon, 1 tsp clove for gingerbread)
1/4 tsp mace (skip the mace if you’re doing the above)
2 eggs beaten
1 cup sugar (or 3/4 cup sugar and 1/4 cup molasses)
1 cup buttermilk
5 tblsp melted shortening (or olive oil)
Instructions:
• Measure and sift the dry ingredients except the sugar.
• Whisk together the sugar and eggs. Whisk in the buttermilk and shortening.
• In the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the hook, combine all ingredients and mix on low speed to form a smooth dough.
• Rest the dough for fifteen minutes before rolling out and cutting into donuts. Deep fry at 350 until puffed and golden brown. Dust with granulated (or cinnamon) sugar to serve.

2010: The Future is Now.

Two thousand and motherfucking TEN?!? The future is now my faithful readers. I command the powers of the internet in my pants. I make ice cream base in an immersion circulator. As a race we fringe on symbiosis with technology; and I can’t wait to realize this next phase of evolution. Anyway, I been busy as shit.  The holidays kicked my ass; and with in-laws in town and hell of prep, plating and me plowing through it all it went by in a pop!  Shit 2009 was a pop, a bang, a blast, dice cast and rolled and truth be told past year was fucking fast. I turned thirty, I got married, I’ve become a half way decent pastry chef and an annoying blogger.  I’ve made some bad-assed desserts and also learned some killer savory food. Pretty standard actually.  Looking to the new year, I’m hoping to step up my game.  Turn it up to eleven so to speak.  I just need to work harder, cleaner.  The desserts will be smaller, more precise.  Flavors? Louder.  Here’s a recipe bitches.  I adapted it from one of the best recipes I’ve learned in a long time.

Graham Cracker Sponge Cake

250 g soft butter

375 g sugar

5 g salt

6 eggs

375 g fine ground graham cracker crumbs.

7.5 g baking powder

100 g A.P. flour

1.  Preheat your convection oven to 300 F.  Spray and line with parchment one half sheet pan.

2.  Cream the butter, sugar and salt light and fluffy in the bowl of a stand mixer.

3.  Weigh the crumbs, baking powder, and flour into a bowl and whisk them together well.

4.  Add the eggs 2 at a time, allowing the batter to fully absorb each addition of eggs.  Scrape the bowl twice during this step.

5.  Scape the bowl again and add the dry ingredients all at once.  Mix the batter on low speed until homogeneous.

6.  Transfer the batter to the prepared pan and bake 12 minutes, rotate the pans, and bake an additional 6 to 8 minutes, or until golden brown and springy.  Use as a base for a no bake cheesecake or serve it warm with a cream cheese ice cream.


Pootang 3.0.

It’s funny how one idea leads to another and sometimes the most obvious idea is the best one.  Looking at my Fat Spouse dessert, it was good; hell it was great even.  What it lacked however was a warm element.  Something to start melting that malted milk ice cream and pretzel bark.  Something rich and fatty.  Like pootangBREAD pootang. All peanut butter chips and compressed devil’s food cake stratifying a rich brioche custard.  There’s been some discussion of pootang technique in the kitchen as of late, and one thing again leading to another, I’m now pureeing my base.  It creates an even, dense, almost cakey texture.  The chunks of devils food are compressed in the vacuum sealer then diced.  Finally a good use for that bomber technique.  You can get cool potions this way, but a realized dessert was tricky. Now how about that fancy cruise ship garnish?  I got the idea from a dish wifey had dining when we dined at Spago Beaver Creek.  A simple piped lattice of tempered chocolate onto acetate, scored and bent in a PVC half pipe.  The other tile of tempered chocolate underneath the ice cream is a buffer between the cold scream and the warm pootang.  Cocoa nibs help it grip.  I brought back the dulce dessert Watchmen blood drip plate saucing technique for good measure.  This fucker gets oohed and ahhed every time it hits the table. Here’s the recipe for enjoyment of my faithful readers.

Chocolate Peanut Butter Bread Pudding

6 oz butter at room temperature

6 oz sugar

2 oz dark chocolate

4 oz peanut butter

5 eggs

3 cups heavy cream

12 -15 brioche buns

2 cups diced compressed devils food cake that has been diced

1 bag Reeses peanut butter chips

1.  Cream the butter and the sugar with the paddle.  While they are achieving light and fluffy in your stand mixer, melt the chocolate and peanut butter over a double boiler.

2.  When the sugar and butter are light and fluffy, add the melted chocolate and peanut butter.  Mix until well incorporated, scraping the bowl as necessary.

3.  Add the eggs one by one, scraping and incorporating.

4.  Switch to the whisk and add the heavy cream on low speed.  Keep the machine going while you prep the bread.

5.  Cut the bread into large chunks.  Take the custard off the machine, add the bread and mix thoroughly.  You need enough bread to make a messy paste.  Too much and your pootang will be dry, to little and it will be a custardy mess. Cover the mix and let it soak over night.  This is essential to chingon pootang.

6.  Next day pull the base and puree it in the food processor. Transfer to a large bowl and mix in the chunks and chips.

7.  Prepare one half sheet tray with sprayed parchment.  Pour and spread the base into an even layer.  It should ride the rim of the pan.  Cover with plastic wrap, then cover with aluminum foil.  This will create a nice even top.

8.  Bake in a 300 degree convection oven for about 25 minutes, rotating once. It is normal for the pootang to souffle a bit while baking.  When it is done it should be dry (baked looking.)

9.  Cool completely before slicing to de-molding desired shape.  Reheat portions in the microwave for 20 seconds.


Toasted Hazelnut Cake

This here dessert is like a bong hit.  It’s all “Dude, It’ll be all hazelnut, banana and mascarpone, man!”  I based it on an excellent brunch item I had over at Belly Timber, a Stuffed French Toast. It combined house made Nutella, mascarpone, hazelnuts, and a specially made brioche.  It was the first time I ate with David and didn’t have the Chicken Waffle.  Anyway, I make a hazelnut sponge cake, the same recipe I used for the Grilled Almond Cake, I just switched the nuts.  This formula is moist and buttery; and works with any nut.  This dessert is selling well so far, no surprise considering the banana factor.   Maybe a certain Chef will see fit to add her recipe in the comments!  Thanks for your patience with this blog everybody who is still reading.  The web is bloated with food blogs, everybody’s cooking!! The ice cream recipe is one from one of my favorite Chefs, David Lebovitz; author of The Perfect Scoop.


Off Site Dish Up.

We found ourselves perched precariously with too tall speed racks in the back of a pick up.  As the truck’s engine revved ready to pop the curb my mind flashes through this pasts weeks events.  Moving tons of product, slaving mad and crazy hours.  Tarts.  Shit tons of little tartlettes.  Cookies.  Over five hundred; twenty some odd pounds of dough.  White Chocolate Panna Cotta.  Four hundred of them, forty eight at a time.  Cleaning and processing six flats of blueberies. The truck struggling to summit the curb forces me from my reverie, the speed rack tilting, threatening to spill its payload.  Perez and I look at each other, shaking heads.  Wham!! The truck nails a huge rock and we almost lose our shit.  The shits were up on two wheels, I dropped and tucked against our stacks of plates and dug in , gripping.  In that split second I knew I’d lost the load, that I’d blew the mission.  We braced against the rocking and steadied the racks, cussing and kicking and carrying on.  I felt in that instant…peace.  I’d known it was out of my hands, beyond me.  I couldn’t be more prepared for this event than I was.  I had my product, I had my boy, I knew we had this.  Right until it all was about to fly out of the back of this fucking truck, out of my control.  Thankfully, none of that happened.  The truck rocked back level, the speed racks clunked upright.  We rolled silently over the grass to the plating area.  We had a few hours earlier spread the custards out onto about a dozen sheet pans, each on a little square of acetate; easy to slide off onto chilled plates.  They thawed slowly in the fridge for about three hours, and finished perfectly in the spanking afternoon sun.  The entire plating, 275 plates in the end, took about eighteen minutes.  We had so many hands helping, I just poked around, answering questions and pulling fucked up plates off to be replaced with perfect ones. All said and done, we nailed it.  The silky custards were ice cold but not frozen, the compote thick and rich, the simple essence of blueberry.  We retreated from the heat to the cool of our dorm room to pound tall boys and take a nap.  I slumbered happily elated, stoked to be a chef that day.


That’s Fucking Delicious.

Why is this dessert going nowhere?  I love this dessert.  It’s a tasty refreshing and interesting treat.  I love this.  I love it almost as much as some other complete flops I’ve created. We all know what a float is; a frothy icy treat, simply ice cream and soda.  It’s just got a little twist, a little refreshing surprise.  It’s blackberries, and corn.  That’s right I said fucking corn.  Sweet corn ice cream to be exact, I learned it from a recent mentor.  It pairs great with the blackberries, the little corpuscles bursting and adding their juice.  Corn and berries, who new?  So yeah you plop some of the corn ice cream in a frosty glass, cover it with fresh blackberries and  homemade blackberry syrup, cover it with club soda or sprite, and Robert’s your father’s brother.  I garnish with caramel corn and white chocolate polenta cookies.  A good stir with a long spoon will froth it up and blend the flavors.  It’s not rocket scientist, it’s just good.  I thing people get turned off by corn in ice cream.  People want one flavor: vanilla.  I bet if I changed the ice cream to that specky pod I’d have a frenzy on my hands.  Maybe next week.

Sweet Corn Ice Cream

3 cups half & half
1 cups heavy cream
8  egg yolks
8 oz sugar
2 oz glucose or corn syrup (optional)
6-7, corn cobs, just the cobs.  Slice off the corn kernels and use ‘em for something else, dogg.  You want enough cobs to pack the pot full.
1. Bring the dairy, half the sugar, glucose and the corn cobs to a boil in a pot.  Kill the heat and cover.  After thirty minutes, transfer the liquid, cobs and all to a bucket and chill in and ice bath.  Store overnight in fridge once cool.
2. Next day, strain the cream into a pot.  Bring to a simmer and kill the heat.  Whisk the egg yolks with the remaining sugar until light and frothy.  Temper together the eggs and cream.  Cook to nape.
3.  Cool the ice cream base completely and store it, again, overnight in the fridge.  Trust me it tastes better.
4.  Next day, spin the ice cream according to your maker’s specs.  Freeze an additional two hours in an airtight container in the freezer, enjoy!

Design Process.

I’m a bit of a hack, I must admit.  I mean sure, I got skills.  I’ve got brains. I have a strong undestanding of proper technique, yeah I’ve baked some shit.  I know custards, cookies, cakes, and muffins, I’m sure I could puzzle out a turkey stuffins. The chessecake hand is strong, the bread pudding, people don’t shut up about it. What I’m trying to say here kids is I’ve cooked a bit, I’ve spent some time baking.  Having said all that, I’m kind of a hack.  I hack my way through plated desserts.  I’m like a blunt instrument swung lamely; a dull machete rampage in a chandelier shop.  When it comes to innovation, creativity, style, I’ve got a lot to learn.  I don’t have an original bone in my body.  Most of the things I do are bit off someone else, twisted and forced through the filter of someone in the one to five years of experience demographic.  I’m getting better, I think I might be starting to figure it out.  I Google ideas. I read cookbooks, magazines.  I try and eat dessert when I go out.  I write shit down a lot.  Well these days, I just tap it in.  I’ll be on the bus or my bike or whatever and suddenly I’ll think: Grilled Zucchini Bread with Root Beer Ice Cream!!  Into myPhone it goes. I’ve always drawn plates, shapes and squiggles sometimes reverse engineering shapes into flavors.  I like to bounce my ideas off Kate because she has a keen eye for design.  She taught me “plan view;” brilliant!.  I try to come up with something that looks cool and eats well.  I shoot for ninety percent Damn That’s Good and ten percent How’d He Do That?  Most times, it works.  I’ve been hammering out a new summer menu, and I think these are some bad-assed desserts.  I’ve been working with a consultant who asked to remain anonymous, suffice to say this person is a also bad-assed.  One of the best pastry chef’s I have worked with, this person has forced me to create outside my comfort zone, deviate from my normal menu formula.  Oregon produce is so good right now, fruit is everywhere on this one.  Changing desserts this week; stay tuned for more my faithful readers.


Devil’s Food Cake with Dulce de Leche Mousse.

in possibly my best effort in plated dessert design to date, I give my faithful readers this fucking thing.  Hopefully, the plate exudes a clean elegance, peppered with a touch of how’ did he do that? Well, I’ll tell you.  The sponge cake base is a classic Devil’s Food cake recipe that I found in one of my new favorite cookbooks, Dessert Fourplay by Johnny Iuzzini. The recipe calls for mayonnaise, which tickles me, and keeps the cake super-moist.  The science of that is kind of obvious: cake batters have eggs and oil, mayo is eggs and oil emulsified.  On top of the sponge cake I pipe a chocolate icing that I found the recipe for on the best food site ever, IDEAS IN FOOD. The icing calls for sweetened condensed milk (like the dulche,) and balsamic vinegar to blend with dark chocolate.  The sticky icing has a nice subtle acid note, a quiet personality.  On top of the icing is a thin piece of tempered chocolate, a nice thin snappy-crunch.  I’ve seen garnish this used a lot; especially in Parisian pastry shops.   With the help of my ChocoBot, some marble slabs, and some precise cuts, this process proved to be quite easy.  Just like Salted Caramel Sauce, easy peasy-smack-a-jeezy.  Really, the only semi-difficult element to this dish is the dulce de leche mousse.  The recipe it self is no brain-tease; just a spin on a white chocolate mousse.  In fact, I was originally going to use caramelized white chocolate, but decided the laborious process wasn’t worth the taste.  It tastes like dulce, so why not just use dulce?  Making dulce de leche is not hard, just kinda weird.  Take a few cans of sweetened condensed milk, place them in a large pot (yes in the can.)  Fill the pot with water, be sure to cover the cans by a few inches.  Bring the water to a boil, and keep boiling for 3 to 4 hours.  Keep a bucket of water nearby to refill the water as it evaporates.  After 4 hours, kill the heat and dump out the water.  Cover the cans with ice to cool them off.  When cooled, open the cans and enjoy the dulceness.  I know this sounds strange, but it’s way easier than the traditional method. So here’s the hard part, molding the cylinders.  Not really hard I guess, just time consuming.  I’ve seen Michael Laiskonis of Le Bernardin make cool cylnders on his blog,  and always wanted to try it.  After a month of experimenting, I have a process.  There’s got to be a better way, but here’s how I do it.  Take your cannoli forms and line one side of each mold with tin foil. Stand them upright in a six pan or secured with a rubber band on a sheet tray. Line each mold with acetate, the thin clear plastic stuff.  When the mousse is ready, pipe it into the molds.  Freeze them shits rock hard, at least 3 hours, better to do it overnight.  \Demold the mousse and plate while frozen, and thaw in the fridge on the plates. Serve with desired components.  Or wrap them shits.

Dulce De Leche Mousse

4 1/2 sheets of gelatin.

1 1/4 cups heavy cream

1 lb 5 oz Dulce de Leche

1 1/2 cups heavy cream

1.  Bloom the gelatin in cold water.

2.  Weigh the dulce de leche into a bowl.  Bring the first measurement of cream to a boil, and then pour it over the ducle.  Drain and add the gelatin.  Whisk to combine.  Or use an immersion blender.

3.  Allow the mixture to cool to room temperature.  Meanwhile, whip the second measurement of cream to soft peaks.

4.  Fold in the cream gently.  Pipe into desired molds, or just into a martini glass.  Chill until set and enjoy.


Milk Chocolate Cheesecake: BAM!!

As my faithful readers may guess, I hesitate to utter or type the word “bam,” let alone “BAM!”  I find it appropriate here however because of two things.  Firstly, I stole this recipe from none other than the “bam-man” himself, Emeril Lagasse. Second this cheesecake hits you like so many extra handfulls of whatever it may be, BAM! Leaving the audience (you,) asking for more. At first glance, any pastry minded person would wonder at the food processor method and the addition of flour for this cheesecake.  Also, no water bath while baking?  My employer Adam mused that it was no doubt some kind of shortcut or compensation for poor technique.  The likelihood of him being correct doesn’t change the silky texture and pure indulgence of this tangy chocolately treat.  The only thing did I differently was to increase the milk chocolate by 2 ounces.   I use a water bath, too.  I just have to.  I also use a milk-chocolate feuillitine crust after baking and chilling and an oreo cookie round when it hits the plate.  I make the milk chocolate crust by melting the chocolate over a double-bloier, then mixing in enough feuillitine to have a fluid but crunchy texture.  I bet you could use chopped cereal flakes and have similiar results, if you’re having trouble finding the feuillitine. I hate soggy graham cracker crust.  At first I baked it in a square and cut rectangles, but soon switched to the demisphere, which due to gravity actually bakes things into truncated domes.  I glaze them in dark chocolate and pipe the cute little milk chocolate lines.  For sauce I use a blood orange caramel, which balances with he milk chocolate nicely.  When I sauce the plate, I envision the mask of Rorschach from Watchmen, because I’m a silly dreamer.

Emeril Lagasse’s Milk Chocolate Cheesecake

3 pounds cream cheese, softened

2 cups sugar

6 large eggs

1 cup heavy cream

1/2 cup bleached all-purpose flour

Pinch of salt

1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

10 ounces milk chocolate, melted

Beat the cream cheese in a food processor until smooth. Add the sugar and process. Add the eggs 1 at a time, running the processor in between each addition. Add the heavy cream, flour, salt, and vanilla and process until smooth, scraping down the sides of the bowl as needed. With the motor running, add the chocolate in a steady stream. Pour the mixture into the prepared pan. Bake (in a water bath) until the center of the cake sets, about 1 hour and 15 minutes.

Oreo Cookie

1 1/2 cups powdered sugar

8 oz soft butter

1 tsp salt

1 tblsp vanilla extract

1/2 cup cocoa powder

2 1/2 cups A.P. Flour

Cream the butter, salt and sugar well, but not to light and fluffy

Sift in the flour and cocoa powder, then mix to form a dough

Cover with plastic and chill at least one hour before rolling on a floured surface and cutting out cookies

Bake at 350 for 12 minutes


Weird Desserts.

In my exploration of flavor combinations, I’ve made up some weird desserts.  I mean, for awhile, all I made was weird desserts.  I liked things that were different, that made people think!  At Carlyle I tried to deep fry bread pudding.  It was good.  People didn’t get it.  I put a doughnut on the plate with poached pears.  People didn’t get it.  At ten-01, I’ve refined my style a little bit.  I did less weird, but still unusual.  Twists, if you will.  Well, you can sell that shit to the fucking tourists; people still didn’t get it. Chef Jack taught me to write menus that sounded as good as they tasted.  Chocolate Whiskey Cake with Brown Butter Caramel and Dulche de Leche Ice Cream sounds pretty fucking good.  I have to cook for your demographic.  I have to make desserts that people don’t think about, they just buy.  The average Portland diner isn’t a jaded big city type; used to everything from fried mayonnaise to “weird fish.”  Sure they got behind grassy sage ice cream, but they seem to want desserts well inside the comfort zone.  Vanilla Creme Brulee.  Pear fritters.  I sell more ice cream then anything else.  I’ve got a new cheesecake; which is going over well, but I find my plating skills have hit a plateau.  At least dessert of last year is off.  I’ve enjoyed some banquet dessert success as well recently.  I need some input…some inspiration.  Fuck, I need some fucking berries already!!