Galettes have been haunting me for a while now. That simple, yet incredibly brilliant way to shape the crust in such a genius form-free form.
I also missed a heartbeat! And yes. You heard right. Now, please, could we drizzle some salted caramel sauce all over it?
You already know that I have a weakness for traditional, old-style recipes. Speaking of which, I recently learned that, according to a survey published in 2013 in the National Trust Magazine, Coffee and walnut cake came in as the third favourite cake among the British population —with 102,000 slices sold each year.
I’m always ready and eager for old-style dishes. But, apart from that, there is one particular thing that immediately caught my eye about this so-called Boston Cream Pie.
Those who know me well (and also a few more eager readers of my blog) are keenly aware that I have a penchant for cheesecakes.
There’s life after summer holidays. And there’s no need to make it harder than what’s absolutely necessary. So today this is my little tribute to make amends wherever possible.