Servings: 9 to 12. This makes 1 (9-inch) square cake. Note: Like brownies, this rich, square, low cake is best cut in square- or bar-shaped portions for serving at parties, so that people won’t feel ...
If the heart of a bakery is its oven, then Proof Bakery’s is ginormous. Really. It’s a gas-powered Dalton with double doors and revolving shelves that can fit 18 sheet trays -- or 72 pies -- at a time ...
Rachel Yang describes herself as a Korean chef who doesn't cook Korean food. The four restaurants — three in Seattle plus Revelry in Portland — she co-owns with husband Seif Chirchi are not Korean ...
1. To prepare the topping: Cut figs and apricots into quarters. Put into a saucepan with the raisins and cranberries. Add water to cover by an inch; bring to a boil. Reduce the heat and simmer 15 ...
Featuring fig jam, dried figs, and fresh figs (for those glorious few weeks when they’re in season), our best fig recipes earn rave reviews. Bake up a batch of fig bars or a fig cake recipe, simmer ...
The Torah is rich in fig references, including one for a pressed fig cake made by Abigail for David. Our recipe, below, pairs beautifully with a cheese plate. From the front porch of our volunteers’ ...
In "Outstanding in the Field: A Farm-to-Table Cookbook" author Jim Denevan writes that dried figs can be used in this cake when fresh ones aren't available. Reconstitute dried figs in warm water or ...
Figs are not only incredibly delicious, but also true stars in the kitchen: juicy, sweet, and aromatic, they add that special something to any baked goods. This fig cake combines the delicate flavor ...
Returning after an extended trip to India, there is no welcome home like fresh Houston figs in season. Figs are hands-down the epitome of late summer glory. Eat them with just a sprinkle of salt or ...
They can't help themselves. Even the plainest, drabbest fig will reveal a scarlet belly, flecked with shimmering seeds, once you take a bite. Whether they're sliced or halved, arranged in a tart shell ...
A VERY LARGE fig tree hung over the fence from my neighbors’ house and dropped its softening fruit on the ground, where almost all of it went to waste. The tree belonged to Mr. and Mrs. Carnicomb.