Let's the get the bragging out of the way now. The chef said I had perfect chibouste cream, that my italian meringue was the best he'd seen me do, and that my little choux pastry balls were so perfectly piped that they looked like they came from a machine. That's money folks. Money. Unfortunately I had to follow a mess on the spun sugar station so my sugar decoration is filled with her globs of sugar...when everyone else got a clean whisk to work with...Sabotage (as they like to say) so it's not as light and airy and angel hair-like as it could have been. But all in all, a great day. They say it's the hardest cake in basic pastry. Ain't no thang.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Patron Saint of Pastry
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