Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our Egglish English dead.
William Shakespeare, Henry V, Act III, Scene 1
Yes, it’s time for one last attempt at the chocolate macaron.
After thinking through everything that went wrong during attempt no. 9, I decide that my problem was the excess moisture in the batter. Therefore, not only will I age the egg whites properly; I also will use the KitchenAid to beat the living shit out of them. Sometimes you just gotta play rough with these macarons. So, I assemble all the ingredients, do the sifting, put everything into bowls, blah blah blah …
The important thing is that I whip the egg whites until they are really huge and fluffy, and then I mix in the dry ingredients and really pound the batter down to get it back to the right consistency. I pipe out the shells and let them sit for an hour to ensure that they develop a hard skin that will resist cracking. Then, into the oven and …
Still cracked. The shells finally don’t have the gaping jagged cracks that make them look like nightmarish, eyeless emoticons, but they aren’t smooth. On the positive side, I can use all of them – none of them have to go into the trash.
|Not perfect, but not too bad.|
And the product itself …
… very much like macarons. No air pockets, good mouth feel. A little too much like brownies, however – fudgier and chewier than they should be. I may have to cut back on the cocoa powder. However, given the circumstances, I am claiming victory by split decision, taking my ball, and going home. So there. I mean, enough already.
And I’m buying a KitchenAid mixer.