I'm calling today's entry the Great Experiment because if this works there will be some extremely happy family members in my home. A few days ago, my son became all excited at the prospect of me doing this challenge and exclaimed, "So you'll be making Blintzes!" Nope, sorry, son. Those aren't "baked". Needless to say, the child was devastated. You see, this Blintz recipe that I have is unbelievable and everyone who has ever had them loves them. I didn't create it, I found it in one of my Bon Appetit cookbooks and I've made them so often over the years that the cookbook now automatically opens to that page when I place the book on the counter. They're delicious, but extremely time consuming. I only make them maybe two, three times a year. I liken it to a wedding - all the preparation and then it's over, they're eaten in no time flat. The crepes are what gets me. I stand for hours (no lie) at the stove making these round thin pancakes over and over and over again. Ok, there have been a few times when I've eaten a couple, and then I'm really upset with myself because I just "wasted" what could have been an extra Blintz. But, I am the one putting forth the effort and deserve to test them to make sure they're turning out ok. I wouldn't want anyone becoming ill from my cooking.
Being an only child, I inherited the crepe pan when my mother passed away in '92. She used it to make Manicottis. I have fond memories of her making the crepes and every time she'd make them she would give me some with maple syrup. To this day I'll still eat them this way (except it isn't Vermont Maid syrup. :-( Again, she didn't make them that often either. I'm telling you, it's time consuming. But well worth the trouble. There have been many discussions as to who will inherit this all important crepe pan when I move on to the kitchen in the sky. My eldest believes that as the first born, it is her right. Our middle child really shows no interest and our youngest, our son, is eager to learn how to make them so that he can claim ownership. As of yet, no one has learned, but I will be holding a class for those who are interested. My dear daughter, if you are reading this, I highly encourage you to pursue the art of crepe making. That item will be given to the person who puts it to use.
My son's disappointment led me to thinking that I could possibly bake the recipe. I've never "winged it" when I've baked anything. I'm always so nervous I won't have the right amount of baking powder, eggs, water, milk, butter, or flour. You get the picture. How do chefs do that, come up with a recipe for a cake knowing the exact proportion of ingredients. Ah yes, culinary school or years of experience. I just decided to bake the recipe as is and see what happens, then take it from there. Still haven't figured out what to call it. Fast forward 3 hours later...
Now I know. The great disaster. Do not try this at home. Day 7 and the recipe that wasn't, so I'm not going to post the recipe. It was definitely not what I had hoped for and I have a disappointed son. I made the recipe according to plan for the crepes and poured the batter into a greased 8x8" baking dish and cooked it at 350° for 30 minutes. HA!
Happy baking!
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