Cakes

I’m one of those out of sight, out of mind girls. I recently had scallops at a restaurant that was smothered in a tarragon brown butter. So so good- drooling now just thinking about it. But it reminded me of brown butter icing. And how it has been months since I made anything with brown butter. I had ripe bananas and avocados kicking around and decided a cream cheese brown butter frosting would pair wonderfully. As well, it’s been a while since I’ve played the sneaky mom of putting some sort of veg in a cake without telling the kids…

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For the longest time I thought figs were a small, beige, chewy and slightly sticky giant raisin in the shape of a puck. I had no idea they were a plump mildly sweet aromatic blob shaped like Michelangelo’s centrepiece on David. Until at the embarrassing age of 16 when i was at a friends home and noticed the parents platter of fruits and cheese. Or rather what I thought at the time as a mini pear infested with maggots.

Well I’ve since grown. And fresh figs for me far out weigh beauty and taste than dried figs.  

Fresh figs back in the 70’s and 80’s were limited and scarce here in Toronto. I don’t think I can say I ever saw fresh figs before the 90’s in a grocery store. Mother would buy several packs of dry figs which cost 99 Cents a dozen at each grocery store visit. It was our go to snack. Instead of chewing on fig newtons like other normal kids,  I remember my sisters and eating heaps of dried figs while romping around in the playground in the hot summer sun. A dozen each to be exact. And it would last the entire playground duration as we’d be chewing the sweet figs like chewing tobacco. 

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