{"id":151587,"date":"2015-04-28T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2015-04-28T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gracious-khorana.45-76-20-142.plesk.page\/localmex12015x104x1rosemary-lindor-white-chocolate-truffle-filled-beignets-htmlx1\/"},"modified":"2023-06-26T17:11:31","modified_gmt":"2023-06-26T17:11:31","slug":"rosemary-lindor-white-chocolate-truffle-filled-beignets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/localmilkblog.com\/2015\/04\/rosemary-lindor-white-chocolate-truffle-filled-beignets.html","title":{"rendered":"Rosemary & LINDOR White Chocolate Truffle Filled Beignets"},"content":{"rendered":"
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If you\u2019ve been following along on Instagram<\/a>, you know I\u2019ve been traveling in Japan and Australia for the past month and a half teaching workshops. On the road I was content but of two hearts, one right there with my body in the green ravines carving out the Aso Mountains in south Japan and the high, gray seas crashing into the shores of Bronte Beach in Sydney. But still there was another heart, one far from me and beating for the South\u00a0where my kitchen, my home, my quiet life, and great roadside explosions of honeysuckle\u00a0were waiting\u00a0patiently for my return. Home began to feel like an impossible luxury, too good to be true. With my return three months away, time slowed to a child\u2019s pace. It felt for-never away. For-never. New word. And so I, in a fit of homesickness, changed my tickets and flew home for a week before leaving again in two days\u00a0for Europe to teach workshops in Portugal, Italy, and France.\u00a0These hot, crispy rosemary\u00a0beignets\u2014with the most luxurious surprise in the middle: a creamy LINDOR\u00a0white chocolate truffle\u2014represent the comfort and luxury of simply being home.<\/p>\n

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As a former denizen of New Orleans, beignets are the member of the venerable doughnut family that call my name most. The addition of the LINDOR\u00a0white chocolate truffle and rosemary render these a grown up indulgence while the\u00a0mess of powdered sugar and simple\u00a0fried dough are reminiscent of childhood funnel cakes at the county fair. So that\u2019s an easy sell. But let\u2019s talk about the white chocolate for a minute. Truth is, I\u2019ve been a pretty vocal detractor of white chocolate. That changed when I toured the Lindt factory and ended up trying a white chocolate LINDOR\u00a0truffle fresh off the line. Now I go for them 100% of the time over chocolate ones, be it\u00a0milk or dark. Not all white chocolate is created equal, and at this juncture, Lindt is the only one I\u2019ll go for still. But I\u2019m telling you. They\u2019re creamy, melting, almost cooling, and then they dissolve into velvety sweetness. Almost buttery. I\u2019m hard pressed to describe it, but if I ever want to gently depart reality for a moment, these truffles do the trick. Having them melting at the heart of a beignet? Just please.<\/p>\n

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My flight on Thursday night is looming; I\u2019m studiously looking the other way. While abroad, I count the days, then the hours, and then finally the minutes until I\u2019m home again. I do not, however, count any such thing since I\u2019ve been home. I pretend, instead, that it isn\u2019t going to happen. I freeze time. My brain stutters. And everything is just lens flare and spring for a suspended week that feels like it cannot, cannot possibly end. The world again becomes grocery store and movie night and yoga class and work and rhythm. Just pure, mundane rhythm. This is all very different from how I\u2019ve been the past year, but circumstance changes people and people change circumstances, and you wake up again a homebody with your wanderlust thoroughly, for the moment, sated.<\/p>\n

Home as luxury. It\u2019s a sensibility we\u2019d all do well to cultivate. It\u2019s easy to take it for granted, maybe even inevitable at times. But at present, I do not. It is every bit as luxurious as these little bites taste and every bit as luxurious as the exotic and foreign. So grab a bag of LINDOR\u00a0white chocolate truffles (or any other sort you please if you\u2019re not with me on the white chocolate thing\u2014they\u2019d be just as amazing with any flavor!) and whip these up for a homemade treat (best shared\u2026as all treats are) worthy of the quiet luxury that is simply being home.<\/p>\n

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