Two things.
First thing.
Yes I realize that I have used a lot of ricotta in my recipes lately. It just tastes so great
every time that I just can’t stop. No ricotta end in sight folks. Sorry.
Second thing.
I’m having a serious I identity crisis. Last night after a
full day of work while my macarons were in the oven, my compound butter (recipe to
come) was setting up in the fridge and I was grating potatoes for
latkes, I had an epiphany.
My ambition is my best and worst quality. I literally and
figuratively bite off more than I can chew.
I know I joke sometimes about having meltdowns (which really
are no joke) but they are usually fueled by something. The fuel is usually
being sick, or an annoying brother or too many people in my kitchen.
But last night I had to face the reality that I had no one to
blame but myself. No one forced me to make dinner. No one held me down till I
surrendered into doing Twelve Days of Treats. No one threatened my family,
poked me with hot pokers, or jammed bamboo under my nails to get me to want to
make macarons as gifts for coworkers or volunteer to make dinner for my grandma
on Christmas Eve or bake orange ricotta pound cake.
I did all of those things. I did it to myself. And realizing
it sucked.
But maybe it’s the first step to making it stop. The first
step to planning ahead. The first step to saying no.
Realizing something isn’t perfect about you is the first step
to making it better.
I guess.
The truth is, I know just about as much as the rest of you. But
telling myself all this is making me feel better.
So I bet you are wondering, how after such a huge mental
crisis I was able to actually make the pound cake last night.
I didn’t.
After I had my little identity crisis (and yelling very loudly
that I DID NOT WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE) my brother Josh came home and asked me
what was wrong.
Even though he can be crazy annoying, he has known me for
twenty years and instantly knew something wasn’t right.
After some coaxing, I agreed to hand over the pound cake
making duties to him and his roommate Griffin.
And even though the pictures weren’t what I would have taken
and I probably would have had a slightly different baking style, the pictures and
the pound cake were perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
You will need…
1 1/2 cups cake
flour
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 sticks room temperature butter
1 1/2 cups whole milk ricotta cheese
1 1/2 cups sugar
3 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
zest of 1 orange
2 tablespoons Grand Marnier
Start by
preheating your oven to 350 degrees F.
Then, cream
together the butter and ricotta cheese.
Add the sugar
and beat until light and fluffy.
Add the eggs
one at a time, scraping the bowl after each one is added.
Add the orange
zest, vanilla and grand marnier.
Mix the cake
flour, baking powder and salt until just combined.
Pour the batter
into a loaf pan that has been coated with cooking spray.
Bake for 45 to
50 minutes. Make sure a toothpick comes out clean.
Let cool in the
pan for 10 minutes.
Then transfer
to a cooling rack and cool completely.
I know I say
this a lot, but this was so tasty. It will definitely be a meltdown staple.
Love and Beer
Floats
Angela
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