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so i made a king cake yesterday. it's a new orleans specialty. don't ask me any specifics about it. something to do with when the three kings arrived to see the baby jesus. in any case, go down to new orleans between christmas and lent and you're bound to see them everywhere. and if you go to Mardi Gras World, you get to sample one. be forewarned, though, that there's a little plastic baby inside so don't choke on it. i've been told that whoever finds the baby has to buy the king cake the next year. however, i think there's an actual deeper meaning than just that.
anyhoo. so julie sent me a fairly easy to follow recipe. i picked up ingredients thursday night on my way home from work.
problem number 1: no purple sprinkles in the baking aisle. green and gold, but no purple. thankfully, in the easter aisle, i did find some purple ones mixed in with clear ones. i'll take it.
problem number 2: i needed whole milk, but i stood there in the dairy section and there was no whole milk. not in with the milk, not in with the creamers. i deduced that maybe they don't call it whole milk anymore and grabbed a quart of whatever didn't say reduced fat or fat free.
so friday i mixed everything up and was ever so thankful for the dough setting on the dusty bread machine. king cake is more of a sugary bread than an actual cake. while it sat and rose, i cleaned the floors and waited for my damn brother to get out of the bathroom so i could take a shower. flattened it and added the filling along the eges. rolled up the edges and connected the two ends to make it nice and circular. had to keep it warm while it rose for another 45 minutes. however,
problem number 3: john called regarding some party we were going to that night and mom called regarding her dog we're watching this weekend and then john again about picking up said dog. probably didn't really get at it until an hour and 15. half an hour late. oops. but what harm could it cause, i said to john and then checked it out. it was large and bulbous. no longer a circle. hmm. oh well.
brushed some milk on it and baked it. brushed on the first layer of icing, trying to keep it from dribbling off the cookie sheet that it was now clearly much too large for. waited ten minutes and put the thicker layer of icing on, alternating with the green, gold, and purple sprinkles that just melted into the icing in a thick sugar coating. mmm.
i decided to not try it until john came home so he could see it in its entire weirdness. the sprinkles made it look much better, but it was still hideously deformed. i wanted to take half of it to the party we were going to, but wanted to make sure it was good first. john cut it in half and then we discovered
problem number 4: the wax paper was very much stuck to the bottom of the bread. hmm. it was a very messy procedure that john did while he was still wearing a black wool coat and some of it involved carving off the paper, but he was successful. AND ate a piece, discovering that it was so yummy he really didn't want to take any to the party. but we did because two of us cannot eat all that.
so it is fabulously delicious, but rather ugly. oh, and i didn't have a baby to stick in it. but whatever.
anyhoo. so julie sent me a fairly easy to follow recipe. i picked up ingredients thursday night on my way home from work.
problem number 1: no purple sprinkles in the baking aisle. green and gold, but no purple. thankfully, in the easter aisle, i did find some purple ones mixed in with clear ones. i'll take it.
problem number 2: i needed whole milk, but i stood there in the dairy section and there was no whole milk. not in with the milk, not in with the creamers. i deduced that maybe they don't call it whole milk anymore and grabbed a quart of whatever didn't say reduced fat or fat free.
so friday i mixed everything up and was ever so thankful for the dough setting on the dusty bread machine. king cake is more of a sugary bread than an actual cake. while it sat and rose, i cleaned the floors and waited for my damn brother to get out of the bathroom so i could take a shower. flattened it and added the filling along the eges. rolled up the edges and connected the two ends to make it nice and circular. had to keep it warm while it rose for another 45 minutes. however,
problem number 3: john called regarding some party we were going to that night and mom called regarding her dog we're watching this weekend and then john again about picking up said dog. probably didn't really get at it until an hour and 15. half an hour late. oops. but what harm could it cause, i said to john and then checked it out. it was large and bulbous. no longer a circle. hmm. oh well.
brushed some milk on it and baked it. brushed on the first layer of icing, trying to keep it from dribbling off the cookie sheet that it was now clearly much too large for. waited ten minutes and put the thicker layer of icing on, alternating with the green, gold, and purple sprinkles that just melted into the icing in a thick sugar coating. mmm.
i decided to not try it until john came home so he could see it in its entire weirdness. the sprinkles made it look much better, but it was still hideously deformed. i wanted to take half of it to the party we were going to, but wanted to make sure it was good first. john cut it in half and then we discovered
problem number 4: the wax paper was very much stuck to the bottom of the bread. hmm. it was a very messy procedure that john did while he was still wearing a black wool coat and some of it involved carving off the paper, but he was successful. AND ate a piece, discovering that it was so yummy he really didn't want to take any to the party. but we did because two of us cannot eat all that.
so it is fabulously delicious, but rather ugly. oh, and i didn't have a baby to stick in it. but whatever.
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