Christmas may be a hazy, food-coma hangover, but that does not mean pastry season is over. Indeed, we have entered King Cake time, the weeks between Epiphany and Mardi Gras–the last night before Lent and its prescription of 40 days of restraint.
If I had any sense, I’d make pear butter and call it a day.
Frangipane is a luscious foil for the last, best gasp of the summer harvest, quick enough for a steamy August day and decadent (and impressive) enough to transition through the bittersweet (at least for me) season of fall.
Starting with the Gourmet recipe for an apricot fangipa