Chocolate Babka May Be the End of the Baking Marathon

Martha Stewart's Babka.
This is what it was suppose to look like. I even used the same recipe.
My Killer Babka.
The difference in the photos makes me chuckle.
Mine kind of looks like a chimpanzee made it.

I've always taken pride in my ability to stomach any dessert, no matter how decadent or rich. Actually, it's one of my few talents. Well, today I met my match. Today I made Chocolate Babka, and can I just say, I think it's done me in. After three bites I literally had to lay down on the couch. It is one of, if not the, richest desserts I've ever eaten. Seriously. I'm not kidding. I want to throw up. Chocolate Babka is a Jewish dessert that consists of sweet bread swirled all over in the middle with cinnamon and chocolate. Supposedly it's real big in New York. I've always wanted to try one ever since that one episode of Seinfeld. I have yet to see one in a bakery in Utah, so I've never tried one, and thus have nothing to compare to the loaf of death I made today. So it's quite possible I made it wrong, or picked the wrong recipe.

My loaf was a thin shell of bread stuffed to the gills with a squishy brick of chocolate. Don't get me wrong, it tastes delicious, but the undoubtedly high fat and calorie content is overwhelming. It's making me woozy---I think I'm either hallucinating or Stella just told me she likes cheese---with an English accent. Turns out I was wrong---there is something more annoying than a child with an English accent---a dog with an English accent.

I'm seriously thinking of giving up the marathon, and maybe all future baking, at least for awhile. Turns out I'm not as tough as I thought I was. I don't even know who I am anymore. I think it's time to re-evaluate my life.

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