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Raspberry mousse gateau in progress
Last month (March 2017) I forayed into a couple of my older cook books for recipes. My aunt and uncle came for lunch at the beginning of the month, so I used Bridget Jones' recipes for boeuf bourguignon and raspberry mousse gateau. The latter was accompanied by mango kulfi (recipe from the Kaul sisters' The Three Sisters Indian Cookbook






Brunswick bun


My favourite bake of last month was Bronte Aurell's Brunswick bun (Hygge and Fykke). It was my first attempt at baking with yeast and took nearly all day. The flavour and aroma of warm cardamom - oh, pure delight! I was inspired to write a poem about cardamom and it was well received by a small audience. 













Blueberry stud muffins
Other recipes of Bronte's that I tried were the blueberry stud muffins (okay) and the saffron bundt with pears. The latter was not a success (too much batter for the size of my ring-tin) and I realised I don't like the taste of saffron. 
















Apple sauce cookies
I also tried out Chetna Makan's sugar-free fig and nut laddoos and coconut and pine nut cookies. These were received rather indifferently by my tasting audience. The apple sauce cookies (Martha Day's Baking) were welcomed whole-heartedly. 














This month has involved a lot of chocolate. I blame Easter. 

That's it for now. 

Minnie

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