I have a slightly unhealthy obsession with Sweet Potatoes. And I honestly have no idea where this deep-seated love for sweet potatoes comes from or how to explain it. Especially since I used to hate them.
Every Thanksgiving I’ve ever attended has had some form of sweet potato casserole and until recently I used to avoid this dish. Now it’s one of my favorite things to eat during Thanksgiving. But wait a minute, Thanksgiving is over and I’m still obsessed and not satiated. I need more sweet potatoes!
I’m at that point of the year where I know I need to start eating healthy and working out. That whole summer body, look good in a bikini thing. And I’ve given my diet and workout regimen some serious thought. I’ve even gone on a sporadic run or two. Suffice to say; I’m off to a slow start.
I’m not terribly worried about my lack of commitment to being healthy. It’s still cold enough where I live that I can count on layering to hide my winter weight. And I fully intend to use this method until it’s too hot to wear a shirt, a hoodie, and a jean jacket. That gives me at least till the end of the month to eat and bake whatever the hell I want to.
We all have that fun, show stopping dessert that not only impresses, but is also extremely easy to make. For me, that dessert is profiteroles. Don’t let these seemingly daunting puffs fool you. These delectable bites are easy to make and still leave a lasting impression.
I remember the first time I learned to make these was in high school. My culinary instructor was a wiz at making different French desserts and these were one of the first recipes she taught us how to make. I quickly began making profiteroles en masse. This was a mistake.
What’s the common thread between macarons, human biology, and tax forms? I have no idea how to make, practice, or fill out any of the aforementioned items. It’s about time that I tried to get at least one of these things accomplished before I die. I took a human biology class once, did not go well, and I have turbo tax to do all the heavy lifting when taxes are due. That left me with only one feasible option. Macarons.
Macarons are one of my all time favorite desserts. I remember the first time I had macarons was at the LAX airport. I was slightly champagne drunk (honestly the only way to fly) during a layover and needed a bite to eat. I went to La Provence Patisserie and bought a dozen macarons. The experience was life changing. I bought another dozen from a small bakery in San Francisco the next day. The sugar high was real. The come down was all too real, miserable to be honest.
Here is a collection of my recipes. Some are old and some are new. I hope you enjoy it and never forget to put a pinch of love in all your cooking.
Disclaimer: This is not a low fat, good for you food blog. It is just plain old everyday eating.