When I hear the words quinoa cake, I’m skeptical. They sound so earnest. So healthful. And sort of like they would be a pain in the ass to make.
This tart is sweet and salty, creamy and crunchy, tannic and, well, tart. It tastes like Thai iced tea with an almond cornflake crust and dollops of lemon mascarpone on top.
I fell hard for the passion fruit caramel combination the first time I tasted it in a sauce I drizzled over a burnt sugar cake.
Another banana bread? Yeah, I know. I just wrote about the double chocolate one last week. But this one is different.
It’s more of a breakfast bread.
April is a Janus-faced tease.