There is no
socially acceptable way to eat an August peach. Especially in an office
setting. Believe me, I’ve tried.
I’ve tried
one-handed with a paper towel cupped under the fruit. I’ve tried hovering
in the corner, hunched over my miniature garbage can like Quasimodo. I’ve
tried the three-bite approach. (Definitely not recommended unless
someone is standing by, Heimlich-ready.)
I’ve found the
best way to eat a peach is with the office door closed. And to be far, far away
from the keyboard so as to prevent an unfortunate incident where the letter F
gets sticky and remains this way no matter the number of disinfectant wipes
used.
But such
problems assure that you’ve found a good peach. You know instantly.
Something happens on a chemical level. Much like you know when you’ve found a
good mate. (Note: if said person brings you espelette pepper jelly for no
apparent reason; suggests you watch Harold and Maude; and doesn’t balk at your
lack of AC in a July heat wave, you can be pretty sure he’ll be around for
longer than a summer peach.)
But back to fruit.
You can’t take the dribbles and soft, perfumed flesh away from the peach.
At least, you shouldn’t. Of course, this messiness is not limited to
peaches alone. Just the other day it happened with a pluot.
So stone
fruits, they drip summer. Great for eating. Not so great for
adhering to office breakfasting etiquette. I knew there had to be a way
to circumvent this between nine and five. And—like many problems needing
mending and romances worth their weight—it involved cake.
Full
disclosure: the version pictured was made with apricots; apricots have now
faded from view here in New England. My suspicion is that the Italian
prune plum would be dynamite here, perhaps with a little addition of cardamom
and pistachio. And don’t forget, our lady peach is still reigning. In
fact, I suspect any number of the usual stone fruit suspects would do well in
this role. As would apples—which is what the original version calls for—if
you’ve sworn off your oven for the remainder of August.
While apricots
tend to have less juice than some other summer fruits, I believe this cake to
be a very good way to use up office-problematic varieties. And because
the recipe uses whole wheat flour, calls for marmalade, and comes to you in a
loaf pan, it can easily be coaxed into a perfectly acceptable breakfast
option. In fact, I was one step away from calling it a bread
because—despite the multiple sugar sources in the recipe—it is not super
sweet. But the addictive demerera crunch on top and the cake’s slight
butterscotch notes kept me from downgrading it.
Though—and I
should be clear here—regardless of what it is called, I still get its crumbs in my keyboard. But that’s probably just
me.
Whole Wheat
Stone Fruit Marmalade Cake
Inspired from Ripe: A Cook in the Orchard by
Nigel Slater
Ingredients:
2 cups white
whole wheat flour
1 heaping tsp
baking powder
few pinches of
salt
pinch of
cinnamon
heafty pinch of
allspice
3-4 fresh
apricots (or other stone fruit), pits removed and chopped between ¼-½
inch-sized pieces (about 1 cup, give or take)
¼ cup plus 2
tbsp of a citrus marmalade
zest of 1 lemon
(or orange; you can mimic whatever citrus your marmalade is made of)
½ cup butter,
at room temperature
a scant cup
light muscovado sugar
1/3 cup olive
oil
4 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
extract
½ cup chopped
walnuts
demerara sugar,
for sprinkling
Instructions:
Preheat the oven
to 325. Line 1-2 loaf pans (depending on their size) with parchment
paper, allowing the paper to hang over the long sides of the pan. Butter the
parchment paper and any exposed inside pan parts not covered by the
paper. (Alternatively, you could use an 8-inch round cake or springform
pan.)
Sift together
flour, baking powder, salt, and spices into a medium bowl. In a small
bowl, combine the apricots, marmalade, and lemon zest.
In a stand
mixer, cream the butter and sugar together until they start to get lighter in
color and then slowly pour in the olive oil and continue to beat until well
mixed. Slowly add the eggs, one at a time, while the mixer is running on low,
until the eggs are fully incorporated. (Things may start to curdle, keep
going.) Add in the vanilla. Then, with the mixer running, slowly add in
the sifted flour mixture until just combined. Remove the bowl from the stand
and fold in the apricot marmalade mixture, along with the walnuts.
Pour the cake
batter into your prepared pan(s) and toss a few spoonfuls of demerara sugar on
top. Bake for 75-90 minutes, or until a toothpick or cake tester comes
out clean when inserted into the cake. Cool on wire rack before removing
the cake from the pan(s).
Makes 1-2
loaves, depending on the size of your pans (see note), or one 8-inch cake
Notes:
-A few
things. My loaf pans are long and narrow. I have yet to measure
their volume. If you decide to use a loaf pan, you’ll want to fill it
only about 2/3 of the way up with batter, regardless of its size. If you
have leftover batter, you can pour it into smaller tins to bake.
Alternatively, you could make a round cake. Your cooking time may vary
slightly, depending on what you use, so just keep a watchful eye.
-I used this recipe for the marmalade. It’s my
favorite. And I still have one remaining pint in my freezer from
February.
-If you don’t
have muscovado you can use brown sugar (don’t tightly pack it).
-A wide variety
of nuts could work here. I love walnuts with stone fruits. I
imagine pistachio would be particularly nice with plums and almonds with
peaches, as well.
You are not going to believe this, but I tried eating a plum yesterday and implemented all 3 techniques. I'd venture to say this recipe got my creative juices flowing... concocting some peach "bread" is now on my wkend plans.
ReplyDeleteAll I have to say about this is...brilliant. Absolutely perfect. You're not alone in creating a hot mess all over your desk and keyboard with food like stone fruits or cake. Somehow jello got everywhere. Don't ask. And you're not alone in your habit of not measuring spices for a snack cake. This cake will be made very, very soon. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteyeah, peaches and plums were made for private eating, far away from computers and other electronic devices. :)
ReplyDeletefor the record, i'm not a spice-measurer either.
Phew. I am not the only sloppy stone fruiter out there. I. am. not. alone. Thanks ladies!
ReplyDeleteThe cake looks wonderful.
ReplyDeleteHi Emily - Just discovered your blog through Saveur, and funny enough - I also live in Boston and I'm currently in graduate school to become an RD. Your blog looks great and I love that you use other chefs to inspire your recipes sometimes. I'll be returning for your posts!
ReplyDeleteHi Jess,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words! (Small world!) Good luck with the master's ... and the RD training. Boston is a superb place for it. Cheers!