Friday, 28 October 2011

What a difference a day makes

Felt like a bit of Choux practice yesterday and, never one to take it easy, thought I would have a go at at Paris Brest.  This is a large choux ring, filled with creme patissiere.  The creme patissiere in this dish traditionally  contains crushed almond brittle and I am not a girl to mess about too much with tradition.

Choux pastry I had made a few times before but creme patissiere and almond brittle were new ones one me.  Armed only with Dorie Greenspan's "Around my French Table", I set to work.  Well, the brittle went well, despite my terror at the hands of molten caramel (it scares me witless as I have visions of ending up with no fingerprints every time I go near the stuff).  It also tasted fantastic and I had to stop myself eating the lot before I could crush it in the food processor ready for the custard.

The custard also went surprisingly smoothly and stood proud and creamy.

Sadly, the large choux ring was less of a success.  Definitely a flat tyre rather than a proud ring of puffed golden choux.



Tired and as deflated as my pastry, I put the custard in the fridge and headed to bed.

I was not about to admit defeat, however.  The next day, feeling it was the size rather than quality of the pastry that had caused me problems, I had another bash, making individual portions.  Much better!  Puffed, crisp and very tasty.  I decided as it had gone so well I would be extra bold and have a bash at spinning some sugar over the pastries.


 It took a little practice but I think it looked OK in the end and certainly tasted as I hoped.  An involved process but oh so worth it.

  

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