It’s eggnog day

Today we drove home from my brother’s house after spending a rather nice Thanksgiving with his family, my mom and a few of my brother’s friends. The day grew progressively busier after that, but in that slow, gentle holiday way. I didn’t have any eggnog on hand — a serious oversight, considering that the day after Thanksgiving is the first acceptable day for the drinking of eggnog — so Pete and I went to the grocery store and to run a couple of other errands. By the time we got home, Rockford and Poppy had decorated most of the house for Christmas.

The rest of the day consisted of a run to Target and then an impromptu trip to see “The Penguins of Madagascar,” which meant that we had popcorn and gummy bears for dinner. And then we got home and did a bit more decorating before we did our traditional Lay On The Floor And Listen To Christmas Music While We Look At The Christmas Tree routine, and suddenly it was 11:15pm and I hadn’t yet posted.

And now I have posted, and NaBloPoMo rolls on.

Happy kick-off to the holidays, friends.

My Paris-Brest pastry had a flat tire

Cream-filled pastries and feats of athleticism go together like peas and carrots, so the history behind November’s Daring Bakers Challenge recipe makes perfect sense.

The Paris–Brest-Paris bicycle race was first run in 1891 and is the oldest open-road bicycle race that’s still being run. It’s held every four years now, and it isn’t open to professionals. It’s 1,200 kilometers from Paris to Brest and back again, and PBP participants have 90 hours to complete the course. An equivalent distance in the U.S. would be from Kansas City to Detroit. That’s a pretty long bike ride.

The Paris-Brest pastry was created in 1910 to commemorate the PBP race. It’s piped into a circle to look like a bicycle tire, and it’s filled with a fluffy praline-flavored pastry cream because… ummm… I guess just because praline pastry cream is delicious.

The Paris-Brest is made with a pâte à choux dough, which I’ve made successfully in the past. It didn’t go so well this time around, though, and I think it’s because I didn’t cook it quite long enough and didn’t get enough air into the dough. My bicycle tires were pretty well flat. I decided to make the pastry cream with cookie butter rather than praline, mainly because I didn’t want to make praline. Poppy — who often prefers a very subtle flavor — thought I should have used less cookie butter, but the rest of the household was pleased with the result. It was a little bit grainy, but it tasted nice.

Since my pastry was more cracker-ring than pastry, I wasn’t able to cut them in half to fill them. Instead, we piled the cookie butter cream into the centers and called it a day.
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