My love of eggs goes way back...all the way back as a child eating egg tarts. Are you familiar with them? These little egg tarts are a classic from Hong Kong, where I was born. You can find them here in Chinese bakeries and at some dim sum restaurants (I ate a lot of dim sum growing up; it was something of a ritual for my mother). We eat egg tarts any time of day, whether at breakfast or midday as a snack. With Chinese New Year a couple of days away, I thought it was a perfect time for me to try making a batch of my very own.
When it comes to childhood favorites (and I admit I have many), these Cantonese egg tarts are right up there with those little red bean pudding cakes. I loved them as a kid and my preference has always been for the ones set in a sweet, crispy, shortbread cookie-like crust, as opposed to puff pastry. I've wanted to make them at home for a long time. Even though I can actually buy them pretty easily (and inexpensively, at little more than a dollar each), the idea of producing a batch in my own kitchen has been something of an aspiration. I suppose it's natural for those of us who love to bake/cook to want to recreate things we love to eat with our own two hands.
For me, there'd always been some angst at the thought of making these little egg tarts. The idea almost seemed "scary", which is interesting and odd because when I stepped back and thought about it, we're really only talking about a sweet pastry crust and a variety of egg custard. I've certainly made both of these - albeit separately - before. But I think the angst comes from fear of messing up something that's pretty special in my mind. Egg tarts are all wrapped up in my food memories and I suppose I may have felt that anything I made should live up to the amazing, warm egg tarts of my youth - the kind that I probably had too few of but somehow lives on in my mind.
It was time to stop being silly and to check this off my want-to-do list. For my first attempt at these egg tarts, I used the recipe I found at The Missing Lokness. I had looked for, found, and bookmarked a few recipes before I found hers. You see...the problem is I can't read or write in Chinese and I had trouble finding an easy to follow recipe in English. I got lucky when I found her post. The only addition I made was adding a little vanilla extract to the custard.
I have to tell you I feel such a sense of happiness (and a little relief) at accomplishing these egg tarts! The process was not without drama though. I was worried because I made the mistake of stretching my crust too thin. It was my fault for not following instructions better! I took the crust all the way to the top of the mold instead of 1/4 inch shy of the upper edge as the recipe says. I read that but reflexes took over and I didn't realize my mistake until they were done.
I was afraid the tarts wouldn't unmold or the crust might break apart because of the thin edges. Luckily, very luckily, the tarts unmolded! As you can no doubt tell, the fluted edges are fragile but I only had one small piece break off from one of the six tarts. I was so relieved - and once again reminded that it's simply best to plow on in the face of problems and that things somehow usually work out in the end.
And taste-wise, it was the real McCoy - a tender, crisp, buttery crust with a lightly sweetened creamy, eggy filling. Maybe an egg tart doesn't appeal to everyone but it is really precious to me. And the best thing about making them at home is being able to enjoy the tarts warm from the oven, as fresh as it gets. They might not compare to those truly authentic, fragrant egg tarts found along the streets of Hong Kong but it is certainly a worthy at-home endeavor.
I made these egg tarts Saturday morning and thought I'd extend breakfast into a Hong Kong tea shop eats theme by also making toast with condensed milk. It's a classic Hong Kong breakfast concoction, made simply with white toast, a little salted butter and a slathering of sweetened condensed milk. As you can tell, we had a sweet start that morning.
When it comes to childhood favorites (and I admit I have many), these Cantonese egg tarts are right up there with those little red bean pudding cakes. I loved them as a kid and my preference has always been for the ones set in a sweet, crispy, shortbread cookie-like crust, as opposed to puff pastry. I've wanted to make them at home for a long time. Even though I can actually buy them pretty easily (and inexpensively, at little more than a dollar each), the idea of producing a batch in my own kitchen has been something of an aspiration. I suppose it's natural for those of us who love to bake/cook to want to recreate things we love to eat with our own two hands.
For me, there'd always been some angst at the thought of making these little egg tarts. The idea almost seemed "scary", which is interesting and odd because when I stepped back and thought about it, we're really only talking about a sweet pastry crust and a variety of egg custard. I've certainly made both of these - albeit separately - before. But I think the angst comes from fear of messing up something that's pretty special in my mind. Egg tarts are all wrapped up in my food memories and I suppose I may have felt that anything I made should live up to the amazing, warm egg tarts of my youth - the kind that I probably had too few of but somehow lives on in my mind.
It was time to stop being silly and to check this off my want-to-do list. For my first attempt at these egg tarts, I used the recipe I found at The Missing Lokness. I had looked for, found, and bookmarked a few recipes before I found hers. You see...the problem is I can't read or write in Chinese and I had trouble finding an easy to follow recipe in English. I got lucky when I found her post. The only addition I made was adding a little vanilla extract to the custard.
I have to tell you I feel such a sense of happiness (and a little relief) at accomplishing these egg tarts! The process was not without drama though. I was worried because I made the mistake of stretching my crust too thin. It was my fault for not following instructions better! I took the crust all the way to the top of the mold instead of 1/4 inch shy of the upper edge as the recipe says. I read that but reflexes took over and I didn't realize my mistake until they were done.
I was afraid the tarts wouldn't unmold or the crust might break apart because of the thin edges. Luckily, very luckily, the tarts unmolded! As you can no doubt tell, the fluted edges are fragile but I only had one small piece break off from one of the six tarts. I was so relieved - and once again reminded that it's simply best to plow on in the face of problems and that things somehow usually work out in the end.
And taste-wise, it was the real McCoy - a tender, crisp, buttery crust with a lightly sweetened creamy, eggy filling. Maybe an egg tart doesn't appeal to everyone but it is really precious to me. And the best thing about making them at home is being able to enjoy the tarts warm from the oven, as fresh as it gets. They might not compare to those truly authentic, fragrant egg tarts found along the streets of Hong Kong but it is certainly a worthy at-home endeavor.
I made these egg tarts Saturday morning and thought I'd extend breakfast into a Hong Kong tea shop eats theme by also making toast with condensed milk. It's a classic Hong Kong breakfast concoction, made simply with white toast, a little salted butter and a slathering of sweetened condensed milk. As you can tell, we had a sweet start that morning.