I’m feeling a bit ragged these days.
It’s not one thing in particular, it’s just a combination of things. Nothing bad, mind you, just a lot of things going on at the same time and as usual, it’s always what you love most that tends to suffer most.
So while I deal with work and home and the myriad other factors that seem to make our days so chaotic, my little blog falls by the wayside.
Why do we always abandon that which we love most? Isn’t it strange? I know. I know. You can’t give up work (or can you???) and while the temptation to run off to an abandoned island to sit beneath the proverbial palm tree is great, that’s not quite feasible.
Between The Daring Kitchen and cookbook reviews, I sometimes feel like this blog is becoming a repository for “things I must do” rather than the quiet corner for “what I love”.
And don’t take this as complaining, because I’m not … really. I’m very lucky and I realize that. But for just one day, I wanted to do something for myself. Just for me. I didn’t want to have to worry about meeting a deadline or fulfilling a promise made to someone or just throwing up a post because it’s been a week.
For years, and I mean yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaars, I have wanted to make Chouquettes, the sweet and simpler cousin to the cream puff. I don’t even remember where I first read about these beauties. Maybe it was here or here. Who knows. But about a month ago, as I was spending another night at the PC figuring out DK stuff, they just appeared before me like a vision.
I wanted them. All for myself.
In the corner of my mind that I keep reserved just for recipes that I want to try for the pleasure of it, I remembered seeing a recipe for Chouquettes in Chocolate and Vanilla by Gale Gand. I pulled the book, dusty and lonely from the bookshelf, and went straight to the kitchen.
I mixed and I stirred and I piped and I sprinkled and I baked.
And I ate.
And I was happy.
Just for me.
I used the recipe in Chocolate and Vanilla. But here are some links to recipes that you can try: