Cantaloupe Soup

Waiter, there's a fish in my soup!

This is similar to a Mimosa . . . but in a bowl.  Because even tiny goldfish need their personal space.

I recently posted this on Instagram (Yes, I'm late to the I.G. party)  and  even though the goldfish were simple to create, I thought it best to add a photo to quickly demonstrate how they were constructed, I hope the pictures help clear things up, without a lengthy, boring explanation.

Btw, I could not find any instructions regarding carving strawberries into goldfish online. So, I came up with something simple that anyone can do.

 Serve this light, fruity,  fizzy 'soup' for brunch, in a bowl, or in a fancy champagne flute, minus the fish. Either way, your friends won't mind. But it they do,  let'em go 😁

You will need a good, sharp knife and steady hands.  Whole Cloves were used for the eyes. If your strawberry 'fish' sink to the bottom, halve another strawberry and place it (flat side up) under your  goldfish for support.

Cantaloupe Soup

3 ripe cantaloupes, peeled, seeded and roughly chopped
one 750-milliliter bottle of dry Champagne
Fresh mint and berries, for garnish

Purée cantaloupe flesh in a blender, in batches. Add enough champagne to each batch to reach a creamy consistency. Chill well before serving.
Garnish with mint and berries. Serves 6 to 8.

Sorry this post was as fleeting as summer. I hope you're all well. 


Happy New Year, Everybody!

Well, my friends, even my horoscope warned me that 2016 would be bumpier than a ride on 'Space Mountain.' 
 Regardless, I'm looking forward to the new year, while Louis Armstrong's "What a Wonderful World" plays in my head.

It's been a while since my last gingerbread piece. This 'tree' was very simple. Made by baking gingerbread cookie dough in small brioche molds. Then, stacked and glued together with royal icing. So there's that.

Btw, have you guys set New Year's  resolutions yet?  I have, for once.

At the top of my list you'll find: "Avoid chocolate."
Wait. That should read: "Avoid CHECKLISTS." You know, because checklists are stupid, and only lead to breaking said resolutions. Phew.

Best wishes to you my friends, for a happy and healthy 2017! 💖


Frangipane Cake

While in Elementary School, Mr. Man-Pants fell in love with a lady, named 'Britney.' He spoke of her incessantly. And even professed his love for her in a quixotic, and beautifully-illustrated love letter. A letter I have treasured for many years. And now, the time has come, to share it with you, my friends, this Valentine's Day.

 Be forewarned. The innocence and cute factor will make your heart go BOOM!
Enjoy his artwork, and grammar.

Before publishing this, I asked the boy:

'Would it be okay to post your love letter to Britney?'


. . . And fare thee well, my only Love,
And fare thee well a while!

May Cupid aim in your direction this Valentine's Day. But if he misses, whate'er. There's always cake!

Frangipane Cake

This cake is delicious on its own. I gave it a light dusting of confectioner's sugar, and served it with poached fresh figs. I made the sugar rose, but, fresh flowers would look just as pretty in this heart Bundt cake.

1 pound almond paste, broken into small pieces
½ cup granulated sugar
½ cup AP flour
2 sticks (1 cup) unsalted butter, softened
1 teaspoon vanilla paste, or vanilla extract
½ teaspoon almond extract
¼ teaspoon salt
6 large eggs, room temperature
1 cup coarsely chopped figs, pears, peaches or whole mixed berries

1. Preheat oven to 350° F. Line a 9-inch round cake pan with parchment paper.

2.In the bowl of a standing mixer, combine almond paste, granulated sugar and flour. Mix until mixture resembles cornmeal. Add butter, vanilla paste, almond extract and salt, and beat until light and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition, until smooth.

3. Pour batter into prepared pan. Place fruit on top (if using). Bake 40 to 45 minutes, until a light golden brown. Cool cake in the pan on wire rack. Remove from pan and cool completely.

4. Dust with confectioner's sugar. Adapted from Intermezzo magazine.

I have been away far too long. Please, forgive my disappearing act.  Sam was married last year. And we got a little preoccupied with the wedding. As well as helping the newlyweds (and their dog) move back home. Not complaining, but a Calm Down button would sure be nice.


Meet Ewenice

Looks a little sleepy, doesn't she?

As children, some of us  grew up with pets, such as cats, dogs and canaries. And then, there was that  kid who preferred less conventional animals like horses, rabbits  and sheep – I was that kid.

From my aunt, who raised sheep and chickens, to an uncle who owned horses, to my godfather who raised rabbits, I was fortunate enough as a kid to have a free, lifetime pass to a menagerie.

For years, I prayed for any of these animals to "follow" me home from school. But now I know that's not possible,  as I no longer go to school . . .
But I  still love my 'pets.'  And I still love cake  And so, I give you,  Ewenice, with her sweet black face.

 I could've dusted off some old lamb cake molds, but chose an 8-nch hemisphere pan to bake this cake.  This way, you too can make her, or any other fluffy critter of your choosing, from any size bowl you like, without the need for special equipment.
The lamb's head was just a cupcake. It was attached by inserting a wooden skewer  into the cupcake and right through the body.

The face was covered in fondant. Ears, hooves and flowers were also fondant.  Buttercream covered the cake, which was piped with a Wilton's 1M pastry tip. But any star or round pastry tip will be fine.

Unfortunately I don't have enough space for all the animals I love. But there will always be enough room for my two cats . . . and other, smaller collections. Enter baby silver cups. Tell me you love them too, or  I'll be disappointed.
This American sterling silver cup with the Peter Rabbit handle (by Saart Brothers Silver Co.) still makes me swoon with delight . . . was that too Stepford-y?

But I digress. If you're baking a cake this Sunday, allow me to put a sway in your Easter basket.  This recipe was slightly adapted by adding the zest of one orange. The cake is fragrant and deliciously moist, with an assertive citrus kick  (Btw, I omitted the orange glaze  because I used my Whipped Buttercream  to cover the cake). 

Found the recipe here: Culinary Concoctions by Peabody.


1 2/3 cups all-purpose flour
½ tsp baking powder
¼ tsp baking soda
½ tsp salt
1 egg
1 egg yolk
1 cup granulated sugar
1 vanilla bean, seed scraped out, pod discarded
1 ½ TBSP vanilla extract
7 oz Greek Yogurt
½ cup vegetable oil
Grated zest of one orange
4 TBSP orange juice, divided

Spray two 6 x 3.2 x 3.4 inch loaf pans with baking spray. Or coat with butter and flour.

Preheat oven to 350F.
Using a stand mixer, beat together the egg, egg yolk, and sugar on medium-high speed, until it turns pale yellow, about 3 minutes. Add the vanilla beans, vanilla extract, and oil, beat another minute, until incorporated.

In a medium bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Set aside.

With the mixer on low speed, add half the amount of dry ingredients. Then add half the amount of Greek yogurt, and 2 TBSP of the orange juice. Add remaining dry ingredients and followed by the remaining yogurt. Remove from mixer and finish mixing by hand using a spatula until all of the ingredients are fully incorporated.

Pour into prepared pans and bake for 35-40 minutes.

Remove from oven. Using a toothpick or large wooden skewer poke holes into the cake. Using a pastry brush, brush orange juice over hot loaves.
Let cool for 10 minutes and remove from pan. Place on wire rack to finish cooling. When cool, glaze cakes.

Orange Glaze

2 cups sifted powdered sugar
6 TBSP orange juice

Combine together with a whisk. Pour over cakes.

Happy Easter  Friends!


Happy New Year!

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! And may 2014 bring you much happiness.

Jack Frost slogged his way through the Midwest recently, leaving hundreds of thousands of people (and yours truly) without power, for nearly a week.

Things are back to normal, for the time being. But if it hadn’t been for my guys, who kept me entertained, my splash with watercolors, and hours of fun with bubble wrap, I would’ve come unhinged.

Unfortunately, without electricity, I didn't get a chance to make my usual  gingerbread sculpture this year. But, let us  hypothesize it's on its way. Lest you start believing I never finish anyth . . .