One of the things I want to do in 2015 is push myself toward new adventures. I know that sounds sort of cheesy and dumb but I really want to make new things.
Most of us love doing what we do well. Me included. Being sucky at something doesn’t feel that great.
On my list is a whole variety of things I want to be better at, including but not limited to, decorating cakes. I feel like I can crimp a pie, I got that! But decorating cakes…oof…not so much. Cake decorating requires a ton of practice. A TON. So, consider this my first example of what I want to get better at.
Izy’sbook arrived in my mailbox a looooong time ago, nearly a month ago. I’ve been waiting to cook from it because when it showed up on my doorstep, it was only available for purchase in the UK (it’s available tomorrow!), and it just so happened to be the opposite of fall in LA.
But on Saturday, all I wanted to do was bake. The weather was brisk, the light sorta cloudy and moody and I was particularly in a good mood. The kind of mood I’m in is a result of Amelia letting me sleep in, a little.
As I thumbed through her book, deciding amongst all the beautiful baked goods what I should dive into, I was stopped at this Swedish Chocolate Cake. I’ve been on a weird brownie kick lately, so much so that I’m totally guilty of falling victim to the lure of a box mix at Whole Foods. No shame in that game; though that game often results in a bit of disappointment. There shouldn’t be any leavening in brownies, I’ve decided. I want them to be gooey! and rich! So rich that a glass of water needs to be served along side them.
You guys, I usually hate summer. Hate. Sitting by the fire, wearing scarves and loving autumn leaves is more my thing. This blog is called a cozy kitchen, after all. There’s not a lot of coziness going on in the summer time, unless you include turning the AC on blast–which I don’t have, unfortunately–to 50 degrees and piling on the blankets. I dream of this.
But this year I’m not minding summer. Maybe it’s the bbqs with friends or the summer dresses from Target that I’m loving or the summer fruit. I feel like all that stuff combined has made sweating a-ok. (Kinda.) These sour plums were a gift from my dude. He doesn’t give me jewelry; he gives me fun produce. I don’t mind one bit.
We’re all watching the HBO show, Girls, right? If you’re not then you must do this. Like, now!
A lot of my kewl friends like to dislike the show; but last night I finally caught up on the last few episodes and OMG!! I honestly don’t think there’s ever been a show that can simultaneously make me feel ridiculously uncomfortable, laugh so much and be on the verge of tears in a mere thirty minutes. That takes a crazy amount of talent/skill/insanity, AMIRITE?!
A few weeks ago when I was going through a super girly moment, I made this ridiculously girly cake. Yeah sure, I might’ve even painted my nails as I was waiting for this thing to bake up. SO WHAT! WHO CARES!
If we get into the nitty-gritty, this cake isn’t THAT girly. There’s a good amount of cornmeal mixed in, giving this cake a bit of texture, a little heft, if you will, all while still succeeding at being light and…moist hydrated. (Side note: Shout-out to Becky for coming up with the best word replacement for the word we all hate so so much: “moist.”)
This rich chocolate buttermilk frosting was the perfect match for the yellow cornmeal cake. It’s a winner. And since I was feeling angsty, I figured I’d put these heart sprinkles that were in the back of my pantry to good use.
For the rest of the step-by-step photos, with instructions, along with the recipe, jump over to PW’s Tasty Kitchen. Dooo it. And then watch Girls so we can talk about it!