It’s the season of old yam, yam that’s sweeter, less watery, more tasty than new yam. It’s the season of celebration, of fond remembrance, of Thanksgiving. It is the season of rebirth, of hope, of possibility and this, right here – this cake is everything and more. It comes from the stunning The Groundnut cookbook,...
Just because. Because we all have that one friend who makes us be, become more than we feel capable. The one who encourages, who pushes us forward in spite of our own reluctance. The one who is always and forever there. This is for IJ, who forced me to learn to make layer cakes and...
…and yes, I’m celebrating the awesomeness of my waffle iron because I’m a global citizen, of America, of Nigeria, of The Netherlands, of The World who will waffle everything possible from bread to waffle batter, cake and croissants. The ancient Greeks are said to have been the first waffle bakers — they cooked flat cakes...
Here’s a sweet variation on the quickbread, with frozen blueberries and sauteed apples. You might need the following: {How to make quickbreads} (How to brown butter} {How to make vanilla powder} Don’t worry if you don’t have maple sugar – light brown would do. I don’t have much else to add. Just bake it. May...
Banana bread? Cornbread? Pumpkin bread? Muffins? Irish Soda bread? Scones? Yep, you thought it right – all quick breads. There are arguments aplenty. What defines quick breads? Well, all the quick breads I know are yeast-free, using a classic base-acid combination, aka baking soda and yogurt/ buttermilk/ acidulated dairy to produce the rise, I like to...
Once the cream puffs were cool, I whipped up some cream, stuffed and drizzled chocolate over the top. I had some beautiful syrup from macerating Agbalumo :), the same one that formed the base of our Agbalu’lade. I folded the agbalumo syrup into the whipped cream. By then, the choux buns were cool and ready to be...
Cream Puffs are one of life’s greatest gifts. Everything about the way they are composed to how they are quaffed make them worthy of odes and sonnets. I think. And believe me, I’ve had some of the finest ones so I know what I’m saying. Made of Choux pastry – cooked pastry, they are the...
The Croissantwaf’fly. Or the Croffle as my daughter likes to call it. Waffled croissant in the divine shape of a butterfly. From store-bought, kinda old, out-of-the-freezer croissants. I am partial to butterflies. Love ‘em. The transformation from egg to chrysalis to beautiful. The fluttering and strength in delicate wings, the ability to soar high, to be...
Layers. Last of the season’s mangoes. Fruit. Cream. Whipped gently with sugar. Meringues. Fruit puree. Lime. Done. Got that?