It's actually a good thing because it allows me to taste a little from each batch without going overboard and eating too much. However, some recipes keep their appeal no matter how many times I've made them and I find myself rummaging around in the fridge for another helping despite the fact that I've already had two.
These three recipes had me tasting and tasting and tasting and I'd happily have another helping right now.
First I'd like to blame the miniature size of these cakes for their snack-ability. Secondly I blame the combination of the tart and lemony curd against the creamy cheesecake. The bright lemony flavor really cut through the richness of the cheesecake and kept me going back for 'just one more' or sneaking spoonfuls of the curd out of the bowl from the fridge.
I know I'm not alone when I say that Nutella is a weak spot for me when it comes to will power. In a decision that was my un-doing I combined a Nutella cream with vanilla custard, sliced bananas, and a cloud of whipped cream on top. This dessert was tasted and re-tasted multiple times before it was even assembled. Warm vanilla custard straight out of the pot is what happiness tastes like, especially if you toss a couple slices of banana in there.
So each layer of the cake was snacked upon, and then slices of the assembled pie were also tasted (obviously for scientific reasons). I kept slicing up tiny little slices, which I initially did because I had already tasted each layer on its own. But as time went on I just used the tiny slice as an excuse to have another tiny slice.. you know, because the first one was so tiny.
Now normally these bars fall under the category of desserts that I get tired of after multiple batches. But something was different, maybe it was the browned butter or the dark rum but I kept cutting out pieces to try even after I had already made all the notes that I needed.
It wasn't the same as the Nutella banana cream pie where I would stand over the pot eating the custard or Nutella cream. I would take a square, eat it.. then find myself back in the kitchen after an hour or so looking for another one. To save me from myself I started packaging up the squares as soon as they were cooled to be sent to my boyfriend's office, out of sight out of mind/mouth.
All the sneaky snacking and second helpings meant salads for lunches and dinners, but it was worth it. I like to justify these lapses in better judgement using the words of Oscar Wilde "Everything in moderation, including moderation".