Showing posts with label pastry cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pastry cream. Show all posts

Monday, 24 June 2013

The Cake Cycle

Sometimes, caking can be a vicious cycle.  A sweet, fluffy, deliciously vicious cycle.  It doesn't always happen, but for example when you make Swiss meringue buttercream to ice one cake, you have to make cake pops or cupcakes to use up the leftover.  You probably also have to make something (pastry cream) to use up the egg yolks left from making the buttercream.  Incidentally it was egg yolks, the remnants of my angel food endeavour, that induced my latest cake cycle.  Maybe it was a lack of imagination that led me to use them to make pastry cream for the second time in a few weeks, but I prefer to think of it as a reflection of my new-found love for the silky custard.

Since I've already posted about pastry cream, I won't spend much time on it now.  It is worth mentioning, however, that though I commented before that I never saw it reach a creamy salad dressing consistency, this time I did, and I removed the saucepan from the burner at that point.  On a practical level it shouldn't have been surprising that the pastry cream would turn out a bit thinner when it was cooked for a slightly shorter period of time, but given that the recipe said to remove from heat at the point of salad dressing, and given that the expectation for pastry cream is for it to be thick, it was a bit unexpected.  So, at the risk of winding up with vanilla scrambled eggs, in future I think I'll continue whisking over heat a bit longer.

Anyway, what to do with the pastry cream?  My original plan was to make a fruit tart for a cocktail party I was going to, but I was too pressed for time (and feeling too lazy) to make my own tart shell.  So I bought one, a cheap one, the first kind I could find in any of my local grocery stores, and I suffered for it.  Or rather, my tart suffered for it.  The overall effect wasn't terrible (the other party goers said they liked it, but possibly they were being kind, or possibly they'd had more cocktails than me), but it could have been much better.  I'd purchased a second shell to fill with the remaining pastry cream, but opted not to use it after the first one.  Instead, since the pastry cream was a bit thin, I looked online to see if there was a recipe that involved baking pastry cream.  I found the gâteau Basque.

I debated between two recipes, one from NPR and the other from Culinary Concotions by Peabody.  The latter was based on a recipe from The American Boulangerie, and I was drawn to it for that reason; the cookbook has a good reputation, and I'm a fan of Bay Area cuisine.  NPR's recipe didn't involve separating any more eggs, however, so I went with them instead.  Everything about making the dough was straightforward: whisk the dry ingredients (minus the sugars - white and light brown), beat butter and sugars, add eggs, vanilla, dry ingredients...  It was the fact that I was making a dough for a cake that was strange.  Nevertheless, with the baking powder and the beating of the butter and sugar, it was clear this was no pie crust; it was more like cookie dough.


Both recipes said to split the dough and roll each half out individually between two pieces of saran wrap or parchment paper.  Both also said to refrigerate the dough, but disagreed about whether to do this before or after rolling it out.  I was impatient and thought with a greater surface area the dough would cool faster, so I rolled it first.


And then I stuck it in the freezer.

I wouldn't recommend leaving the dough in the freezer for long (neither of the recipes recommend it at all), but it worked to firm the dough up quickly, and then I transferred it to the refrigerator for a bit to ensure that it would be workable.  If I'd been faster in getting everything else ready I might not have needed to make the transfer at all, but despite being impatient I was operating fairly slowly.

If I had been making a traditional gâteau Basque, with pastry cream or jam alone, I wouldn't have had anything left to prepare.  I wanted to take my cue from Peabody, however, and use pastry cream and jam.  I like to make things complicated.  Especially given that I had no jam.  But I had frozen fruit!  And though black cherry is the traditional filling, blackcurrant/redcurrant/blackberry/raspberry jam sounded delightful to me.

I use the term 'jam' loosely; I really just adapted the recipe I'd recently used to make coulis, thickening it with more berries, more sugar, less water, a longer cook time, and a tiny bit of cornstarch.  It didn't turn out terribly thick, but was perfect for the intended use.  It would've also been great for pancakes.  Or waffles.  It really made me want waffles...


The most difficult part of this whole cake was getting the bottom layer of dough into the cake pan.  I wasn't 100% sure about the logistics of doing it for one, and for two I rolled the layer out a bit more after pulling it from the refrigerator, which I think softened and warmed it just a little too much.  The dough should be malleable so that it can be formed to the pan, but not so soft that it tears apart when you try to fit it in there.  That was an issue for me, worsened, I think, by rolling the layer a little too thin.  Over-rolling also meant too much overhang, which caught on the sides of the greased pan as I was trying to lower it in, resulting in small tears on the sides.  It wasn't the end of the world though, I simply pressed the tears back together and evened out the overhang, removing the excess.  Then I added a layer of my berry concoction, a layer of pastry cream, and the top layer of dough, which I had a much easier time of, having learned from my experiences with the first.  Then I carefully unstuck the overhang from the sides of the pan and folded it over the top layer of dough, attempting, with varying degrees of success, to pinch it like a pie crust.  I incised the dough in the evidently traditional cross-hatch pattern and baked until golden brown, foregoing the egg wash because, again, separating eggs.


Between the wonky edges and the wash-less... crust?  Is it a crust if it's cake?  This cake was rustic.  It was also lovely.  The layers did rise, although not too high, and were soft and a bit crumbly.  They weren't dry, although I think they did benefit from the moisture of the pastry cream.  Overall it was dense, but not heavy.  And it will be repeated.


May the cake cycle continue.

Thursday, 13 June 2013

Of Cocktails and Cake

What is the appropriate cake for a cocktail party?  At this, the End of Term, such a question should perhaps not be foremost in my mind, nevertheless... this blog is called Procrastibaking for a reason.

This time last year I was entrenched in the minutia of editing and consumed by word count, so how exactly I managed to make one of my most artistic cakes to date, I couldn't say.  Well, that's not entirely true; I think it was twisting fondant snakes into torques and playing with edible spray paint (maybe especially playing with the edible spray paint - take that lustre dust) that helped me keep what was left of my sanity.


As it turns out, those little aerosol cans can spray quite far and a fair number of inedibles came out looking like they'd been touched by Midas, but the end result was worth it.  The cake was for our departmental cocktail party, and was decorated accordingly.  I mentioned twisting torques, and while this type of ancient jewellry may not be fashionable today, believe me, for the nerdy they were pretty cool to see on a cake.

And that was how I solved the cocktail cake quandary last year: decorating for theme.  Sadly, despite delusions of marzipan manuscripts, there just wasn't time for elaborate decorating this year.  So what to do?  Well, what do all cocktail parties have in common?  Booze.  And what tastes good in cake?  You know the answer.

Brandy was my booze of choice, and it inspired a pairing with vanilla.  Vanilla cake is simple enough, and this time I went with Martha's Versitle Vanilla.  I still needed a vehicle for the brandy, however, and though whipped cream seemed like a likely choice, I was afraid that if I added too much extra liquid (and I wanted to be able to taste that brandy) the whipped cream might break down or weep.  That's when it struck me: pastry cream.  A traditional princess cake with layers of pastry cream and whipped cream, made non-traditional by the infusion (ha!) of brandy.  The fact that the brandy bottle advertized a 'velvety taste with hints of almonds' was, ahem, marzipan on the cake.

This was my first attempt at making pastry cream from scratch, and my sister warned 'it's a bitch'.  I used a Real Simple recipe and didn't actually find it too troublesome, although the advice to whisk constantly 'until the mixture has thickened to the consistency of a creamy salad dressing' was fairly unhelpful; if there was a 'creamy salad dressing' consistency between 'liquidy' and 'Ah! Get it off the burner before it turns to scrambled eggs!' I sure missed it.  Constant whisking, a constant eye on the pan and constant readiness for rapid (I mean rapid) thickening is enough though.  I was pleased with the end result!  The leftovers were delicious in a bowl with whipped cream...

the finished pastry cream

Whipped cream is simple enough to not normally merit discussion (unless we want to talk about how tasty it is), but a bit of experimentation came into play this time when, predictably, my loathsome local grocery store was out of whipping cream.  I'm fairly ignorant about the various types of creams, but a quick google search suggested that heavy cream could be substituted, and I'm happy to say that it was a great accident in the end.  The heavy cream turned out a thick, lush cream that supported the weight of my four layer princess cake with ease.  Importantly, it also took in the brandy with no problems.  I did add some of the finished pastry cream to the whipped cream to stabilize it, but I'm not convinced that was necessary.


I had intended to dam the layers of pastry cream with whipped cream to prevent the pastry cream from seeping out, but after mixing the brandy into the pastry cream this proved a necessity because adding enough brandy (for my taste) made the pastry cream a bit loose.  Even so, it held up just fine from stacking the layers and covering through to being cut into at the party.























That is, until the end...

and that, children, is your cake on cocktails

As shown, the cake was unceremoniously demolished.  Given that, and the fact that a senior member of the department was heard complimenting the cake a week later (I'd point out here that maybe procrastibaking is productive, if it gets your name out there, but the key is compliments to the cake), I feel safe in proposing that the appropriate cake for a cocktail party is an alcoholic one.