Thursday, April 4, 2013

Seven Elevenses...

Even the local コンビニ (konbini, or convenience store) has something delicious on offer. Nicely presented in its own individual see-through snap-lock container, (fresh, fresh), with a matching red paper wrap, this bright strawberry mouthful immediately caught my eye.


With its custard filling set into a buttery, mini short crust flan, it had a touch of elegance. The all-chocolate wafer had, imprinted (in gold lettering), the name of the manufacturer, 'Uchi Cafe' (Home cafe). Very stylish.

Just what one needs for morning tea on a busy working day (and a coffee of course).

Monday, April 1, 2013

Kid's Cake

It's never too early to introduce 'littlies' to the delights of home baking. And kids everywhere love sweet treats, yes?

My Japanese colleague kindly gave me permission to show a recent photo of some cakes her sons (3 and 5) had recently helped to decorate as a birthday treat.

The fresh, new season's strawberries and lashings of piped cream, all so carefully arranged on thick slices of a soft sponge roll base, quite clearly indicate two bountiful and generous hearts.

I think they did a great job, don't you?





Sunday, March 31, 2013

Mille Crêpe Brûlée - Tully's Coffee Shop

Tully's coffee shops, found all over Japan, (and everywhere else), make an acceptable range of cakes and coffee, even if a little predictable. (I shouldn't complain, since that 'sameyness' inevitably goes with the territory. The whole point of a franchise being, that those people who don't like surprises can find the sense of security they crave in knowing exactly what their money is buying.)

The location, usually in the centre of town, somewhere near the train station, makes it a popular haunt for weekend shoppers, and... well... every now and then, if you're tired after trawling the local デパート, (department stores),  and in need of instant gratification,  'predictable' is kind of comforting...
                                                                       
This slice of cake, named, exotically, "Mille Crêpe Brûlée," comes with a dark caramelized brûlée topping, and layer after ever-so-thin layer of cream and crepe. The whole thing holds together well... at least, long enough to get from fork to mouth, where, without a lot of effort on your part, it dissolves, wonderfully.

Trying this for the first time today, I found the texture satisfying, (it fulfilled the 'peanut butter test'  - ie. an appropriate film of fat was left to coat the inside of the mouth. But the flavour?... Well to be honest there wasn't anything I could actually identify in there, apart from the slightly smoky taste of the sugar topping. Personally, after looking at it intently for a moment before attacking it with the cake fork, I had hoped for something a bit more overtly 'vanilla'... 'ish.' Even a hint of lemon would have been nice... with a small twist of candied lemon peel? (I dream...)


Today, being a still chilly early spring day, I also chose another Tully's special, Honey Milk Latte... ホット('hotto' or, in English, 'hot'). Taste?  OK...(could have been stronger).  Foam topping?  MMmmm... Thick, firm, moist, and pleasantly spoonable. With the swirl of honey syrup, it is enough to satisfy even the most demanding sugarphile. I found myself sucking happily on my spoon, then absentmindedly scraping the bottom of the paper cup with an unexpected determination. It was a pity to come to the end of it. 

Saturday, March 30, 2013

オレンジのタルト (Orange Tart)

パパス パティスリー (or 'Papas Patisserie') on Route 56, near Onoba, Akita city, was a serendipitous find.

Returning home from an afternoon trip to the beach along this busy link road, and ignoring most of the small, rather unattractive, commercial enterprises en route, I suddenly noticed an inconspicuous sign, with simple blue lettering, that read ケーキ (cake), so I quickly pulled over into one of the two parks outside the tiny store to take a closer look.

The shop itself was small and the space for customers rather narrow, much like many home-based businesses on a busy thoroughfare anywhere, with a couple of cane tables and matching chairs in the window, some 'cutsie' decorations and little potted plants, and a long glass cabinet containing a colourful array of home-baked goods.

A mini polar bear, with an equally mini cake fork, awaits his turn for afternoon tea.
The open space between the counter area and the kitchen beyond was filled with a tall wobbly pile of empty white cardboard cake boxes, and the shop assistant, who was on her own, could barely squeeze past to get close enough to serve me.

She greeted me with a friendly いらっしゃいませ (welcome) and a slightly nervous smile. (The mild alarm I often notice crossing the faces of shopkeepers in small businesses further away from the busier parts of the city, is not something unusual. Since I am not Japanese, and it is probably very unlikely for a foreigner to be shopping for cake, or anything else, for that matter, in this particular part of town, the arrival of a 外国人  or 'gaikokujin' (sometimes translated 'alien') often creates a stir, and often no small amount of nervous giggling.)

There was no coffee for sale, since this was a specialty cake shop, which I thought was a pity, since the shop was located back from the road and the tables were well placed for a sit-down afternoon tea. A choice of drinks to go with the baking would probably entice a few more customers inside.

The time being around 2.30, I would have expected most cakes to have been sold, and not much left to choose from, but I was the only customer, and the cabinet was still very well-stocked.

My choice for the day was the Orange Tart. This turned out to be a nicely balanced culinary creation, and in its small takeaway box, with a mini cake fork wrapped in layers of napkin and a wide strip of rose-patterned paper, was artfully presented.



A buttery shell of shortcake provided a firm, but 'biteable' casing for a delightfully sweet almond cream cake filling, the overall effect of which was moist, and deliciously dense.



On top was an arrangement of layered orange slices, (skins still on), set in a clear glaze above a singed cake crust, and edged with small rosettes of piped cream. The slight bitterness of the orange peel and the dark brown crust provided just the right foil to the shortcake and sweet filling.


At 300 Yen a slice, it was well priced, and definitely worth the stop, and the wait  (in order to get home) to have it with a coffee...


I'm hoping it will be fine again next weekend... perhaps I'll make another trip to the beach...


Sunday, March 24, 2013

チョコレートロール (Chocolate Roll)

Today's delights were savoured at the Onoba Nagahama Coffee Shop on route 61 in Akita-shi. 
The Chocolate Roll was to die for... rich, flavorsome, and filled with... wait for it... 
fresh strawberries and... REAL CREAM!!! 
Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!


Excellent presentation and the coffee is perfect!


Bite after bite of pure chocolate heaven! 
(With a few tangy strawberries... REAL ones... just in case the chocolate and cream 
aren't quite enough for you.)


Detail of the plate... Nagahama knows how to present its products with STYLE!


Even though they were really busy, we got great service, with a smile, 
and the smartly attired waiting staff are very happy to take your photo too.

I'll definitely be back!


Saturday, March 23, 2013

Green Tea Ice-cream Cake




'Noel Joyeux,' a rather cluttered establishment on Route 13, just out of Akita City, was an experience in confusion and kitsch. The name, though festive, gives no indication of what is inside. Is it a bar... a cafe... a restaurant... a bottle-store... a tatami-floored teahouse, or an 'eclectic-advertising-posters-of-the-80's' emporium?

The service is efficient enough, but completely lacking in grace, (which, in my experience, is unusual in Japan). One can taste when food is prepared with love and this day's fare clearly was not. 'Noel Joyeux' seems to be haunted by the 'Ghost of Christmas Past,' and, though it appears clean, is in dire need of some TLC (and a determined 'declutter'). First up should be some new glass tops on the tables. My spot had a huge crack across it.




1. The coffee?... An oily, bitter stew.
2. The cake?...  A hard and frozen filling that set the teeth on edge.
 3. The sponge?... Squeaky green bubbly stuff, with the consistency of styrofoam. Really!
4.  The 'cream?'... Spewed straight from an aerosol can.
5. The 'milk?'... the usual potted, palm-oil-based concoction one normally gets with a cup of instant coffee on a cheap aeroplane flight. EEEeeeeewwwwhhh!
6. The sugar?  A long slim paper pack of your usual white refined granules.

Total flavour (for each of the above, 1 - 6)? ... Sadly, I have to say... ZERO! 

(Though I sincerely attempted to savour each mouthful slowly, and waited... hopefully, for some kind of response from my tastebuds, I was, in the end, disappointed.  
Truly, honestly, 100% completely... 
not one hint of any kind of known flavour, real or artificial, could be detected. 
I don't think I have ever eaten anything before that did not taste of anything at all.)
HOWEVER...
7. The fruit?... THAT was real. (And fresh, thankfully. I guess seven is, after all, a lucky number.)
It was the one redeeming feature of the entire afternoon tea!