I’ve been trying to think of a proper name for these bad boys because it takes too long to say “chocolate stout cupcakes with oreo cream cheese icing”. The best thing I could come up with so far, is something that describes what happens when these cupcakes are served. All the guys (and ladies and undeclared) kind of make that “ooughmgh” sound when they have one in their mouths. If these cupcakes were people, they would be the kind of people who come to your party and fix your broken chair because they’re awesome like that.
This cupcake is so badass it’s got a mohawk.
Does one need an excuse to make homemade nutella?
My friends, Paris has spoiled me. I have travelled to one of the chocolate capitals of the world (not counting the other things Paris is good at…) and it has left a deep, dark-brown impression on my soul.
As we sat in one of Ottawa’s premiere burger joints, The Works, where one can easily spend half an hour deciding what to put on your burger, we contemplated our upcoming candy-less Halloween weekend. How was it possible that we managed to plan a whole Halloween weekend without candy? We had thought about costumes. We had thought about pumpkins. But no candy.
We kept browsing the menu, sifting through a seemingly endless list of toppings, from avocado to Kraft dinner. And then there it was, as if calling to us: a burger topped with peanut butter. Now, neither one of us was ready to abandon our initial picks for lunch – sundried tomatoes? roasted red peppers? yes please – but the peanut butter stuck in our minds.
The conversation naturally turned to the different ways we loved to eat it. On toast, on celery, on apples, even on pancakes. But we both agreed that the best way was with chocolate, bien sûr. Our mouths started to salivate.
A trip to Wikipedia told us that there are actually a lot more chocolate bar brands than expected out there that feature peanut butter. We made a list. Then, we made a plan. Yes, a plan.
In the name of Science!
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Oh Vienna… land of delicious pastries and delectable bonbons. When I think Vienna, I think Mozartkugel and Sacher Torte, as they are both quintessentially Viennese, not to mention, I have had the pleasure of having both. When I visited in, oh it would have been the mid 90’s, all tourist and bonbon shops were full to the brim with Mozartkugel. Suffice it to say, I had more than my fair share. As for Sacher Torte, my brother brought one back for me in a beautiful wooden box from Vienna last summer. It was an absolute delight.
The idea to try my hand at baking this simple cake has been at the back of my mind since my first bite last summer. However, it wasn’t until this past weekend that I finally had the motivation and reason to do it – a birthday party. There were attendees who were lactose intolerant and others had nut allergies, so, being the crazy person that I am, I decided to make it vegan. Because really, it’s not that challenging to make a simple chocolate cake, slap on some jam and ganache – been there done that.
Marshmallows used to be a staple in my home, where we liked hot chocolate in the winter and rice crispy squares in the summer. Alas we grew up into vegetarians, and found out that the fluffy white pillows have a sinister side… gelatin. There are vegan versions of marshmallows which substitute other ingredients for gelatin, but are very expensive and hard to find. I do not lament the loss of marshmallows in my hot chocolate, but I do miss rice crispy squares.
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