Or is it Sally?
First thing is first. My camera cable was returned to me in one piece. I took the advice of many fellow TWDers and threatened those elves with my new favorite weapon - my creme brulee torch. They spoke and they spoke fast.
My camera cord was in the glove compartment of my car.
I don't know how it got there, either. Not only do I have a penchant for burning myself, cutting myself, or splattering my body with scorching hot oil as if I should bathe in it, but I lose things very easily. I have a problem.
But back to spanking and calling people names. Tammy of Wee Treats by Tammy chose Caramel Peanut Topped Brownie Cake. These are DECADENT. Sure, I don't know what the title has to do with decadent cakes, but they are so good that that is the first thought that crossed my mind when I took a bite.
The caramel took much longer to make than Dorie suggested. The recipe says 10-15 minutes. I think I waited 3 1/2 hours for mine to color. Maybe it was closer to 22 minutes, but it felt like 3 1/2 hours. I stared at that boiling concoction of sugar, water and corn syrup and willed it with all my might to turn amber. I wouldn't turn away in fear that I would return to black liquid. It was like watching paint dry. Now, when something feels unbearably long, I will say "It's like watching a simple syrup turn into caramel." It may not make sense, but us foodies will know what it means. We're like the cool kids.
I wanted to make these into cupcakes, and I took Dorie's advice by using the extra caramel and adding some more heavy cream to make a rich and creamy filling to the cupcake. I cut a cone out of the inside of the cupcake and filled it with a spoonful of the caramel, and topped it back with the brownie piece that I cut off. You can't see it in a finished picture, but oh is it there. Here is an example of the filled cupcake.
I only found one problem. The batter is so good. I ate a lot of it. The caramel with the nuts is so good. I ate a lot of it. By the time I put the two together, I wanted to vomit. Appetizing, I know. I am actually contemplating a trip to the gym, and it is 11:30 at night. I actually feel caramel finding its way into pockets of my body and making a permanent home there.
These are very impressive, though. There are definitely going to be some happy people at work tomorrow.
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Here are photos of my little creme brulee tarts from last week.