As I can never refuse a good proposition from a good looking guy we sat down to talk about cakes.
What did you think it was?
He asked me about our cakes and what I thought constituted a good cake and how our cheesecakes compared to the one we had in Bakerzin.
As we sat down to our little tete a tete amid the frisson (my new fave word - ask LL of A Whiff of Lemongrass) of excitement over Friday's Flogger's gathering, we ordered a slice of Strawberry Cheesecake.
I had the warm vanilla milk and he had a mint tea.
Frankly, I'm biased. I like my cheesecake to taste of cheese. It should have the savouriness of the cheese shine through. It shouldn't be smothered under layers of other flavourings. Which in this case it was. There was too much sugar, too much strawberry jelfix, and it was reminiscent of a cake from one of those high street cake shops of yore. The ones which sold those brightly coloured, tasteless sponge/cream layers.
Balance. That's what it lacked.
However, I do feel that its' texture was very good. Creamy without leaving any residue on the tongue. And not too granular. A certain sign that it's overbaked. So easy to do to what is essentially a custard.
And I liked my vanilla. Whats not to like about sweetened milk with a hint of vanilla? Although I must admit that for perfection, a dash of cream should be added for mouthfeel.
Bakerzin has good stuff. I've had it before. But not the strawberry cheesecake.