One of the main reasons I set out on this particular Northwest roadtrip was to spend some time with my dear friends in Seattle, Becca and Lior (and Bailey the Cute). Becca and I go back a long ways and I've spent the holidays with her and her family before. A noteworthy and memorable item from these holidays? The
tzvetchkedaatsche, obviously. And since it's High Holiday time once again, the Lesson Becca teaches me should surely be how to make tzvetchkedaatsche.
The what? you may now ask. Like I said, the tzvetchkedaatsche, obviously. Pronounced, by Becca and her family, as tsvetch-keh-dah-chi. Pronounced by me, all these years, as tsvetch-keh-dah-chKi. I swear that extra /k/ used to be in there, but anyway. You don't care how it sounds, you still want to know what it is.
It's a German dessert, a Italian-prune-plum tart, obviously. Sheesh.
Of course, I have failed to find reference to it on the web under this name, but I have found recipes for the cake itself under names like Zwetschgenkuchen and the one at German Pastry Baking, which explains that the German word for the plums is Zwetschgen, even makes reference to topping it off with whipped cream, which they call "Schlagsahne"... and which we call "Schlag". So, you win some (syllables), you lose some (syllables).
|We made the crust first.|
Enough about what it's called, RDB, we want to eat already! Well, so did we, only I arrived in Seattle in time to eat a last supper and go to temple to hear Kol Nidre and then FAST FOR OVER 24 HOURS. Because what better time to learn to BAKE a DESSERT?
|Then I cut a MILLION plums.|
|We even hand-made the schlag!|
Soooo.... (you knew this was coming...)
What do you call a prune-plum tart that complains a lot?
What do you call a prune-plum tart that does yoga?
WHAT DO YOU CALL A PRUN-PLUM TART THAT SITS ON YOUR MANTEL?
|THAT'S RIGHT, I MADE THAT.|