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Goodbye waistline, hello heart attack. (Or: gluten-free puff pastry!)
The other day I made a batch of Tartelette's gluten-free puff pastry. I was so excited about it that I pledged, silently to myself, to follow every detail of the recipe. I didn't want to stuff this one up.
See Tartelette's recipe here. I added the butter to the flour mixture at 8pm on Monday night. I should have followed through with my pledge however, and actually read through the recipe, in detail, before starting. It says that you've got to do one "turn" every hour, for five hours. Good grief, I had started at 8pm. There was no stopping now though, so I stayed up to 12:30, rolling pastry. That's dedication. These are pictures of the sausage rolls I made yesterday. I don't know about other countries, but in New Zealand sausage rolls are kind of an iconic morning tea, party food, nibble that everyone eats and provides at events. Needless to say, I've REALLY missed sausage rolls since becoming gluten-free almost two years ago. So when the chance came yesterday, I made them! I was not disappointed. They were amazing, delicious, and heaven help us; very unhealthy. After all, I put 250grams (or more like 275, if I'm being totally honest) of butter in it. Hello? Did you hear me? 275grams of butter! That's over half a block of butter! But, you know, in my defense I can quote Julia Child: "Fat gives things flavor," and man, that pastry was delicious. However, I think I may have over-stepped the mark here. Heart attack, here I come. (Perhaps I should exercise? Haha, nah!) The pastry wasn't exactly what I expected it to be, perhaps that's because of the overdose on butter. However, it is the best pastry I've ever made and I will totally make it again one day. What would you do if you put 275grams of butter in something? Would you eat it all because it tasted so good? Or would you be a good girl and share with other, hungry people who will burn the calories? I have to confess that I don't want to share this pastry. Mean? Yeah. Goodbye waistline. related searches : Goodbye
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