A baker’s chocolate
Wednesday April 25th 2012, 10:23 pm
Filed under: Food,Friends

“Wait a minute. Say that again?” She zipped around to my side of the counter to hear better.

I was explaining the term manufacturing cream to the clerk at Trader Joe’s as an explanation for why I had a five-high stack of their Pound Plus 500g bittersweet bars and not much else to check out; one bar, I told her, a cup and a half of that super-heavy cream that I bought around the corner at Milk Pail, and you’ve got the glaze for two chocolate tortes.

And a half gallon of that cream is enough to make ten of them. (Or lots of truffles to go with.) Hence the stack.

“You’re a baker!”

I grinned.

The first two tortes were already cooling. I got home, threw the first bar on the floor over and over inside its sturdy paper wrapper (usually I put it inside a ziploc too, but I was living dangerously) to break up the chocolate for melting into the cream, and glazed and cooled the cakes.

And then I took one to each friend who’d played airport taxi for us on last week’s trip. I loved loved loved seeing the looks on their faces as I rang the doorbells and handed them over.

I saved a spoonful of the glaze for melting into my hot cocoa tomorrow.

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ah — a sweet reward for “the baker”! sounds wonderful

Comment by Bev 04.26.12 @ 8:21 am

Yum. I actually thought about you and your tortes when I was in San Fran. The desserts were underwhelming…

Comment by Channon 04.26.12 @ 8:41 am

Well, waddya know — a knitting baker! I, too, buy those Pound Plus 500g bittersweet bars and Cliff breaks (cuts?) them into small pieces for me to eat. (I just asked him. He uses a screwdriver.) And then he puts it in the freezer. I find one small piece quite satisfactory, but I must remember to have him add a piece to my hot chocolate.

Comment by Don Meyer 04.26.12 @ 9:21 am

I love thanking people with a surprise – makes me feel better than when they helped me.

Comment by Sandra 04.26.12 @ 9:35 am

You’re not a baker, you’re a pusher. There’s difference.

Okay, you’re a baker.

Comment by LynnM 04.26.12 @ 11:12 am

Love made tangible – yet again and no yarn involved this time. Your gratitude is inspiring! 🙂

Comment by Suzanne in Montreal 04.26.12 @ 11:32 am

If I lived within 2 hours of you, I would always “volunteer” to take you to the airport, just to get a chance at your chocolate torte!

Comment by twinsetellen 04.26.12 @ 4:05 pm

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