Sunday Splurge

Since returning from India, I have been cooped up in the apartment. I need my bit of daily fresh air, at the same time I don't want it to be freezing cold. I finally mustered the energy and determination yesterday and Mike and I headed out to lunch at a restaurant in the nearby town of Marblehead (after I served my time at the gym). I got steak frites and he got biscuits and gravy. We were pleased. Very pleased. We made a spontaneous decision to bake another cake and Mike promised he would eat it all (we all know how that ends). So we made our way to what seemed like a grocery store, but was more of an odd assortment of temptations, food or otherwise store. I got a malted milk chocolate bar, for newness sake and it was ok.

We proceeded to the closest supermarket and got the ingredients for a condensed milk cheesecake. Once home, I couldn't help but get a little frustrated with Mike's "where is a bowl I can whip this in?" while I was whipping things of my own on my end. He told me I was being bossy and I told him I wouldn't have to be if he was competent.

The cake came out just right from the texture standpoint—dense and wobbly. Taste-wise it was a bit eggy, and in the future I would do with one less yolk (by the by, baking powder+oil is a substitute for egg yolk) and add a hint of vanilla. It  was also not very sweet, there is very little condensed milk involved in spite of the name. But all of this was promptly resolved by pouring some of the condensed milk on top of our slices. To my credit, I restricted my consumption to quarter of the cake. I took a tiny bit and kept it in the fridge, because I figured it would taste better cold, and it does.

Here is the recipe link.