and thusly the second month of 2015 has ended. only another ten months until it’s the year in which rahel turns 25. madness, dear people. madness.
i actually ended up cooking with shortcrust pastry twice this week, the first time of which didn’t end up being on the blog (i bought a new quiche tin on monday and obviously had to try it out asap. i made a leek-potato-feta-quiche which lasted for a good three proper meals and was both scrumptious and beautiful. shame you’ll never get to see it : P). the second time i decided to kill two birds with one stone. not literally, that is. on friday i was invited to a house party. since moving here, i’ve somehow gotten the reputation of always bringing baked goods to parties. to be honest, i believe it to be the only reason i ever get invited to those social gatherings. so, the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. i made a pâte sucrée with cocoa (which, as sam (my future husband (i wish)) rightfully remarked, sounds much fancier than “just a sweet shortcrust pastry) on thursday evening and let it rest overnight in the fridge. friday was both baking and partay day. everyone who knows me well will know that i love trilogies of all kinds. especially the culinary ones. so i used the pastry to make three kinds of, well, pastries: tartlets with a chocolate ganache which i flavoured with rose water and cayenne, bartlets (a bar and tartlet hybrid, in case that wasn’t clear) with a base of dark chocolate and a filling of caramel and roasted hazelnuts and finally some more tartlets with strawberry jam and white chocolate mousse. as a proof that i have friends i shall now insert some photos of people eating what i made:
the on this photo oddly green bartlet about to be devoured by carly’s scarlet lips
george’s traditional “ooh, this is nice”-facial expression
moving on to some people-less shots: