Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Any excuse

Sometimes it's not about a fancy meal, or gourmet ingredients, or advanced culinary trickery. Sometimes all you need is a simple sweet treat. And sometimes, well, sometimes you just want to use a flamethrower.



Why bother trying to turn lead into gold when cooking has been the true alchemy, right in front of us for all these years. I could eat any of these things on their own (admittedly the lemongrass might be a little chewy), but with the right application, they become more than the sum of their parts.



As the milk and cream heat up, they take on the flavour of the lemongrass, becoming what's known in the trade as: delicious.



Whisk in the egg yolks and you're golden. (Get it?)



Pour the mixture into ramekins, put the ramekins in a bath of warm water, and then put the bath in the oven. Why the bath? I honestly have no idea. Ours not to reason why, ours but to bake and fry. Or something.



Flamethrower!!



Should I have sifted the sugar on to the custard to get a better crust? Would it in fact have been better if the sugar had not actually caught fire? Perhaps, perhaps. But these things are in the past, and besides, flamethrower. Also, delicious.

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