Once upon a time, I had a friend - let's call her Jerilyn.
Now, Jerilyn and I were opposites in so many ways; I am not sure how we ever got together.
She was a ball of fire - never afraid to put it all out there. I was the shy one with the "quirky" sense of humor.
Jerilyn had the exotic appearance I always longed for - beautiful brown wavy hair with a perpetually tan complexion. While I was (am) fair skinned with a complexion that takes on two forms - white or pink. There is no tan version.
Jerilyn would never be caught without full-on makeup and a perfect coif - she carried the equivalent of a beauty salon in her purse. True story. Hair spray. Check. Curling iron. Check. Full make up kit. Check. I am the girl who could hold the entire contents of her make up collection in the palms of her hands.
When running around town, Jerilyn would always be rocking killer heels; I rocked the Birkenstocks and Teva. Heels are for work, man...
I was perpetually early; Jerilyn was always perfectly & fashionably late. She made being late an art form.
If I could describe Jerilyn in one word, it would be "Complicated".
For her, just the simple act of leaving the house was always a production. And an adventure.
It could never be as simple as grabbing a purse and a set of car keys and hitting the road. There were always "things". It was a process.
With any other person, many of those traits would drive me absolutely nuts. But with Jerilyn, it just worked. She made me tired, but she also made me smile. I wouldn't have her any other way - if she were less complicated, she wouldn't have the same spark. She wouldn't be Jerilyn.
When I saw that the first Tuesdays with Dorie recipe for June was savarin, I have to admit that I groaned out loud. The Daring Bakers challenge for April was this savarin. Like Jerilyn, that savarin was absolutely delightful; but man, it sure was complicated. I still haven't recovered.
Yeasted bread; overnight soaking; chantilly cream. It was a two day affair.
It was complicated.
Fortunately, a quick scan through the instructions for this savarin led me to the conclusion that this was the less complicated sister of the Daring Baker's savarin.
Deep sigh of relief.
It started with a yeasted bread/ cake that came together quickly (from start to finish, the bread/ cake part was done in less than three hours). Instead of using one large bundt, I spooned the dough into two mini bundt pans - because everything is more fun when it is made in miniature.
A simple syrup was spooned over the cooled cakes - no over night soak.
As delicious as the chantilly cream was, I didn't miss it this time around. Whipped cream and fruit were used to finish it off. There were more components in the directions - I promptly ignored them (raspberry puree and a final soak of brandy). It was too hot to be so fussy.
One mini-savarin was perfect for sharing.
Even though Jerilyn is best enjoyed with all of her complicated-ness, it is nice to know that there are some things in life that can be fully enjoyed in a less fussy version. Even if they are a little bit less sparkly for it.
This post participates in Tuesdays with Dorie. The delightfully uncomplicated recipe for savarin can be found here.