Monday, October 01, 2007

Death by babka

Babka is my latest obsession, thanks to Deb. It's the heroin of the baked-goods set, all swirly and dark and dense, like your richest fantasies come to life. Yeah, that fantasy.

I mean, if that's not bondage on a plate, I don't know what it is.

But know this, lest ye follow me down the path of chocolate sinfulness: babka kills, my friend, and it does not leave a pretty corpse behind.

3 Comments:

Blogger Eileen said...

OMG. This looks beyond good. It may be the crack of baked goods. Try it once and you're hooked. You'd sell family members for more.

5:42 PM  
Blogger debra said...

Take me to your babka! And thanks for the link to Deb. What lovely baked goods!

6:19 PM  
Blogger Brooke said...

Eileen, I have done you wrong. When I dropped that one babka straight out of the oven and it splashed all over my (newly mopped!) kitchen floor, I should have called you immediately so that we could snarf it up. It really IS that good. You told me so, you told me so, but did I listen? Did I? NO. And now, I regret!

Debra, Deb's marvelous - terrific writer and a terrific cook too. Also: take me to your babka! Hee!

6:45 PM  

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