Rhubarb and Rose Naked Cake with Coconut Buttercream

Rhubarb and Rose Naked Cake with Coconut ButtercreamRhubarb and Rose Naked Cake with Coconut Buttercream

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.” – Anaïs Nin.

It feels strange saying this but I’ve finally arrived home. Strange, because it’s been a while since I’ve been back. Strange, because I became so immersed in my travels and in this new life created that I completely forgot about what a real life should feel like. The kind of day-to-day menial real life that means this current escapism has come to an End

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Wander Guide: New York

Wander Guide: New York

“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.” – Anais Nin

Every time I’ve sat down to write this post, I’ve gotten stuck. Stuck because there’s so much to say so succinctly. Stuck because it’s so hard to re-cap this whole New York experience. Last week, I had the absolute shock of a life-time winning Saveur’s Best Baking and Sweets Award, in both editor’s and readers choice. I couldn’t, and still can’t, believe it. I didn’t set my heart upon winning, nor did it cross my mind that I could win one, let alone –  two awards.

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Chocolate Walnut Brioche Babka

Chocolate Walnut Brioche BabkaChocolate Walnut Brioche Babka

“How I wanted to be that sky – to hold every flight and fall at once.” – Ocean Vuong, from Night Sky with Exit Wounds

Some context, this post is currently being written from the onyx-lit sky on a red-eye flight, the passing moments becoming etched into memory of mind. Red eye, perhaps the only time I can use that word in all it’s euphemism and glory. I delicately fear flying. Not for all the ways you’d think. I can’t sit still. Ever. There’s too much to do. It’s in my fear of ticking time passing. It’s the feeling of becoming stagnate. It’s uncomfortable. It’s feelings and emotions all tied up in a single destination – New York

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Funfetti Marzipan Blondie Bites

Funfetti Marzipan Blondie BitesFunfetti Marzipan Blondie Bites

“And what is beauty? Terror.” – Donna Tartt, The Secret History

I have two things for you today. Some words on the 12.657541 hours (a tiny exaggeration) that I, and countless others spent trying to grease butter and brioche’s wheels to perfection. And the recipe for these Funfetti Marzipan Blondie Bites that helped console me when everything went askew.

It’s no secret that I don’t mix well with technology. Navigating plug-in’s, updates, servers, and all the tech paraphernalia that comes along with owning a website – is an indecipherable realm. I can’t code, I have no idea what a server is, and I couldn’t read a style sheet if my life depended on it. I’m sure I could learn – but my brain isn’t naturally inclined that way.  

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Dark Chocolate Olive Oil Friands with Fleur de Sel

Dark Chocolate Olive Oil Friands with Fleur de SelDark Chocolate Olive Oil Friands with Fleur de Sel

“How long have you been holding those words in your head, hoping to use them?” – John Locke

There’s a thin line between passion and obsession. And I always find myself crossing it. I’ve lived life by a fleeting string of obsessions. Things, Feelings. I can’t help myself. It’s easy to get carried away by opacus thoughts and ideas. Star-eyed dreamer, star-spangled lover. It’s the worst, or best, consequence of my personality. Everything is exciting, and I want to become lost in it all. 

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Créme Caramel Flan with Dulce de Leche Ice Cream

Créme Caramel Flan with Dulce de Leche Ice CreamCréme Caramel Flan with Dulce de Leche Ice Cream

“Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.” – Anaïs Nin

First off, thank you all for your support regarding the recent news that butter and brioche is a finalist in the Saveur blog awards. It’s incredibly humbling and I’m feeling so loved (voting is now open, and I would love if you could spare a moment to vote for butter and brioche). If time permits, I’m hoping to make it to New York for the announcement next month but it may be cutting it fine. Nervous in anticipation is an apt choice of words, because the future is so uncharted. 

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