by Jenise » Fri May 17, 2019 1:11 pm
The black buns were really inventive, Barb.
Last night I had a notable winemaker and his wife to dinner. We're featuring their wines tonight at my local neighborhood wine tasting, for which I have 106 people signed up (a new record), and they travelled here from Eastern WA just to attend.
For appetizers I served artichoke and ricotta crostinis, and a tuna pate for people to help themselves to. Then a salad of butter lettuce and chives in a mustard dressing topped with grated hard boiled egg. Next, short ribs in a tomato onion sauce on mashed potatoes with enough sweet potato added to make them a beautiful pale orange color (about one sweet per six large russets, doesn't take much), and wok-fried collard greens with toasted garlic. For dessert, a black cherry upside down cake.
I'm not a baker, I only make dessert out of necessity. And this kind of dinner's a neccessity. But cherry wasn't the original plan. What I had decided to make was a cranberry upside down cake that the NYT's Amanda Hesser was served by Chez Panisse's Alice Waters at a Thanksgiving dinner once upon a time, per a book I have. I had not made it before.
This is how bad my dessert reflexes are--fresh cranberries? In May? Don't exist, but I didn't know that until I tried to buy some. The 'Thanksgiving' part of Amanda's tale wasn't a big enough clue. Would have taken a billboard.
So standing in the store, freaking out over my stupidity and with a first-class case of "WTF do I do now???", I considered, then rejected, strawberries, raspberries and blueberries, then went shopping in the frozen fruit section where my choices were strawberries, raspberries and blueberries. And then I saw a few bags of frozen, pitted cherries off to one side. Well why not, would be delish with port if they didn't cook into mush, or burn, or taste weird out of the bag.
So at this point the recipe was kind of out the window--what it would take to make tart/bitter cranberries palatable and what the cherries needed were two different things. Inherent sugars vs. added for the carmelization stage, and what about liquidity? I hoped the answer would come to me overnight.
It didn't. So I pondered all this while rooting through my cabinet yesterday morning for a non-stick springform pan I'm sure I own but haven't seen in awhile, me not being much of a baker, and praying it's the 9" size I need.
And all I find is a 10" cheap, thin, aluminum one. Where the hell did that come from, I grumbled, as I put it on the stove for the first step, melting butter and adding sugar (less than the recipe called for) to create the caramel right in the pan. This, btw, is all foreign to me. I've never made an upside down cake in my life.
Then I dumped in the cherries. Fortunately I bought about twice what I expected I'd need and it was instantly clear that I was going to need a lot more than the recipe's 2.5 c of cranberries to adequately cover the bottom of a 10" pan. How much room did they need anyway? Should I crowd them and pave the cake or leave gaps? No frickin' clue. So I went with pave. Then decided a little tart would be good so I squeezed in a whole meyer lemon and then, after tasting the port which I had decanted, thought some Vietnamese cinnamon and a dash of ground cloves would enhance the match.
Did I mention that I'm not a baker? I had dumped about 75% of the cake batter onto the fruit when I realized that I had not prepared the cake pan. Not only was it NOT nonstick, I'd not done one thing to prevent the cake from cementing itself to the sides of the pan. F word! Too late for the fruit layer, all I could do was smear my index finger with butter and run it around the edge best I could. Lather, rinse, repeat for good measure, then hope for the best.
I was on the verge of tears the entire time it was in the oven. I was surely baking a failure, what was my plan B? I called the Patisserie in downtown Bellingham 30 minutes away to reserve a Belgian chocolate torte. I didn't have the hour and a half it would take for the trip, but would have to find a way.
45 minutes later the cake came out of the oven. Ten minutes later I inverted and released it. To my surprise it plopped easily out of the pan and I discovered: a really beautiful upside down cake. The cherries, no longer round as they flat-topped during the bake, but they were so evenly distributed the tableau was like a multitude of perfectly placed maroon-black potholes. And due to the cake layer being rather thin because I really didn't have enough batter for a 10" diameter pan, it gently sloped to the edges the way a wide-angle lens changes contours and was even more attractive than a flat cake would have been. In fact it looked more like a tart than a cake. The only thing that could have improved it was brushing on a shiny finishing glaze of red currant jelly, but I hadn't anticipated that need and had nothing in the pantry to use instead. So I broke off the tiny-leafed tip of a sprig of mint, stuck that in the center, and voila.
Best of all it was just as delicious as one could have hoped, and perfect for the port. No ice cream, no whipped cream, no cloying heavy toppings, just a nice thin slice for each guest.
So, a true phoenix of the dessert kind. A near disaster several times over has become my new idea of an ideal port pairing.
My wine shopping and I have never had a problem. Just a perpetual race between the bankruptcy court and Hell.--Rogov