Category Archives: Dessert

Three Words: Bacon. Caramel. Popcorn.

When a disaster trifecta like a 9.0 earthquake, tsunami and pending nuclear meltdown strikes a place thousands of miles away, it’s easy to feel depressed and generally pretty helpless. With the situation in Japan right now, what can you possibly do, other than donate money to the Red Cross and other charities? Eat bacon caramel popcorn, that’s what.

I’m dropping off bags of my wildly addictive sweet, porky popcorn at Black Cat Bakery & Cafe for the nationwide Bake Sale for Japan this Saturday (Apr. 2), and you should go buy it. Why? Because all proceeds from these community bake sales go to Peace Winds Japan, which is working hard to help those who need it.

The Strawberry Doughnut: It’s Back!

If there was ever a great reason to drive to Glendora — almost sounds like an oxymoron — it would be for this berry beast: The Donut Man’s strawberry doughnut. Trust me (and Jonathan Gold and many, many others), it’s worth the mileage.

Owner Jim Nakano has been making the now famous doughnut since around 1974, and it’s put the little Route 66 bakery on the map. The colossal treat — it easily feeds two — is a work of art, a true thing of beauty. What’s not to love about a fluffy glazed doughnut split open like a bun and stuffed with whole fresh fruit that’s been tossed in strawberry glaze? I mean, it’s real fruit and *almost* healthy, right? Ha. Hardly. But it is delicious.

You can try to eat it like a sandwich, but I haven’t figured out how to do it gracefully. Just use the forks they give you; you’ll need them.

It seems early for the doughnuts to be available (usually a summer treat), but according to TDM’s Facebook page, they are back! I haven’t had one this year yet (photo is from last year), but lucky for me, it’s only about a 20 minute drive should the mood strike. I might even battle rush-hour traffic if I had a real hankering. Just look at that thing … the payoff is huge.

The Donut Man, 915 E. Route 66, Glendora; 626-335-9111

Artisanal LA, or For the Love of All Things Bacon

I think I’m just now getting out of my piggy coma from last weekend’s Artisanal LA extravaganza. I didn’t get to every table, but it seemed that at just about every turn, someone had something studded, topped, infused or mixed with bacon.

Bacon being used in every sweet and savory way imaginable will probably hit the tipping point soon, if it hasn’t already. But smoked, salted pork is such a culinary staple, it will never go away–unless, of course, we run out of pigs.

Cue the Lindy & Grundy meat mavens, Amelia Posada and Erika Nakamura. I’m not saying they’ll be the reason the pig population dwindles. Rather, with their focus on selling organic, sustainably raised meats at their soon-to-open (hopefully by the holidays) Mid-City butcher shop, we’ll surely have that wonderful, mystical animal for many years to come.

For the workshop series that ran throughout the two-day event, the gals broke down a whole pig to a rapt audience on both days, and they did it with such ease and grace that even I walked away thinking, “Hey, I can carve up a whole pig! No problem!” As a gift to all of the Artisanal LA-goers, they raffled off all of the pig parts at the end of the day, and I scored the head (OK, I begged for it) thinking I’d make headcheese at home.

Yes, headcheese. Honestly, I didn’t know I liked the stuff until I did this story, and I really thought I could do it myself in my own home kitchen. Instead, I smartly gave the head to a chef friend who has way more experience handling such things. (And I’m still waiting on my headcheese!)

In the Kitchen: Crumply Pear Crisp

I admit it: I love these drizzly days and nights. Not just because it feels like (real) fall, but because this fabulous stretch of crisp, cooler air means I can finally turn on my stove and oven. The old girl emits so much heat even when she’s turned off (and I do mean the stove), I avoid it at all costs during our broiling summers. I can actually stand it–rather, stand near it–now.

So all I’ve wanted to do was bake this week, and luckily fall desserts, anything with apples, pears, pumpkins or squash, are my favorite. I know it’s cliché, but the baking fruit and sweet spices are just so damn comforting, and that’s just what I needed.

I had some pears from the market on hand, and my usual cache of Honeycrisp apples, but I didn’t want to make a pie or cake (already did that). I also didn’t want to put forth too much effort, so I figured on a crisp or a crumble. I may have ended up with a crumple.