{"id":1640,"date":"2006-08-01T04:53:00","date_gmt":"2006-08-01T04:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/08\/01\/orangette-turns-two"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:04","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:04","slug":"orangette-turns-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/08\/orangette-turns-two\/","title":{"rendered":"Orangette turns two"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hooooo boy.<\/em> I just don\u2019t know where the time goes. You wake up one morning, start a blog, and all of a sudden, two years have gone by<\/strong>. It makes me feel a little like my mother, who greets my birthday each year with the same slightly bewildered question: \u201cHow can it possibly be that my daughter is [insert ever-increasing number here] years old?\u201d I mean, really, people, how can it possibly<\/em> be that my Orangette is two years old? I tell you, I just don\u2019t know where the time goes.<\/p>\n

This sort of occasion seems to call for a new unit of measurement, something more expressive than boring old calendar days. They\u2019re too intangible, anyway. They don\u2019t mean much. You know, I hardly even remember the day when I sat down and started this site. I had only moderately lofty goals and slightly shimmery dreams: I wanted a place to write and a few readers to keep me accountable<\/strong>, that\u2019s all. But what I got was something much better than that, something with a life of its own, and a big, happy, lusty one at that. I got stories\u2014two hundred or so, thus far, and a few more up my sleeve. I got an easy excuse for long afternoons at the stove, and for tearing through bags of flour and sugar faster than should be allowed by state law. I got you and you and you<\/strong>, dear readers, new names and faces and friends. Hell, I even got a fianc\u00e9<\/a>. Talk about hooooo boy<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Put that way, this site feels much older than her years\u2014and gladly so. Thank you, all of you, for making it fly by so fast, and for making it so, so<\/em> fun.<\/p>\n

Blackberry Br\u00fbl\u00e9e
<\/strong>Inspired by Saveur,<\/em> June\/July 2006<\/p>\n

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I was up in Bellingham this past weekend with Brandon, celebrating our negative-first anniversary\u2014one year till our wedding, get it?\u2014when I remembered Orangette\u2019s birthday, which, by complete, utter, and mind-boggling coincidence, is the same date as our wedding: July 29. [We didn\u2019t plan it this way, I promise<\/em>.] I\u2019m pretty bad with birthdays, I guess. But this dish, which we had whipped up the night before, seems as fitting and celebratory a birthday offering as any, especially for a late-July baby.<\/p>\n

For those of us in the Pacific Northwest, where blackberry bushes are standard-issue backyard shrubs and common roadside attractions, it\u2019s high berry season. Nearly everywhere you look, there\u2019s a little cluster of purply-black orbs just waiting to be picked. The berries for this dish came from our own backyard, in fact, and from a bush that we only noticed a week or so ago. [Suffice it to say that it will never go unnoticed again!] It\u2019s a classic berries-and-cream number, but better, because the cream has been whipped and sweetened\u2014and then br\u00fbl\u00e9ed<\/em>. Served heaped in a single bowl, family-style, it looks like a series of soft little mountain peaks\u2014baby Mount Rainiers, maybe\u2014capped with caramelized sugar instead of snow. Cool and lightly sweet, airy and rich, it\u2019s one of the few things that\u2019s better than a plain blackberry eaten straight from the bush. It\u2019s eminently worthy of a birthday.<\/p>\n

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1 cup heavy cream
6 Tbs superfine sugar
3 \u2013 3 \u00bd cups fresh blackberries, gently rinsed and dried on paper towels
2-3 Tbs demerara<\/a> or other raw cane sugar<\/p>\n

In a large bowl (or the bowl of a stand mixer), whip the cream until stiff peaks form. Add half of the superfine sugar, and beat very briefly to combine. Using a rubber spatula, gently fold in the remaining superfine sugar until well combined. Add the blackberries, and fold gently to mix.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Carefully scoop and scrape the blackberry mixture into a 9-inch pie plate or serving dish of similar size. Liberally sprinkle the top with demerara sugar. Using a kitchen torch, evenly caramelize the sugar until it turns bubbly and golden brown in some spots. [Pay no attention to the color or evenness of the br\u00fbl\u00e9ed spots in the photo above. Our torch started to run out of fuel, so our br\u00fbl\u00e9ing job was pretty weak.] The cream will melt and run a bit under the flame, but don\u2019t worry, that\u2019s good.<\/p>\n

Place the br\u00fbl\u00e9e in the refrigerator for 10-15 minutes to let the sugar harden slightly. Serve immediately.<\/p>\n

Yield:<\/em> 4-6 servings<\/p>\n

Note:<\/em> If you find yourself blessed with leftovers, as we did, try sticking the stuff in the freezer. We spooned it into a Tupperware container, pressed a bit of plastic wrap against the surface to keep it from getting icy, put on the lid, and froze it. It doesn\u2019t get smooth like a churned ice cream, but it\u2019s crisp and airy and refreshing. Brandon says that he\u2014gasp!\u2014<\/em>almost likes it better this way.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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