#genoise

[fullcravings]

Prinzregententorte

[legoutdujour]

Génoise sans gluten, crème fromage blanc - framboises

[lichdolly]

BABY, the Stars Shine Bright - Genoise OP (2004)

[millennium-queen]

Trick or treat! 🍂

What name would Katniss and Peeta choose for their October baby?

Oh my god I love thinking about toast baby names so this was a super fun trick or treat to get!

For a girl name I love the idea of something based in the colours of the season (her dad is an artist after all) so something like Amber, Scarlett or Olive but also we could go for something more nature based to match her mum and aunt like Maple, Saffron or Aspen

As for boy names it’s always a bit trickier to find something that fits a theme and also doesn’t sound too silly y’know?? Luckily there’s some strong contenders in names like Asher, Cormac or Oakly

[cerbreus]

baking never feels more like science to me than when i'm trying to cobble together an intricate multi step recipe together from several different recipes and tutorials online because the recipe I'm imagining doesn't exist....

[assiettesgenoise]

some assiette renders i made a while back 2 test brushes

[bioethicists]

rb and tag with the worst decision you make on a regular basis

[natterghast]

PICREW

& DASHBOARD FUN ; clown sisters, genoise and galette ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

[muddyviolets]

Easter cake! 🐣

[fullcravings]

Genoise Sponge Cake Recipe

[hairmetal666]

Steve who goes on a Bake Off type show after Robin, Dustin, and Max set him up as a contestant. He doesn't want to, doesn't think baking or cooking should be stressful, but he's been wallowing since his knee surgery took him out of work and basketball, since his divorce.

His first day on set, he's totally gobsmacked by the sexy host with all the tattoos and long, curly hair. Just, cannot take his eyes off the guy, blushing and stammering whenever he comes around to do interviews, obviously can't stop starring.

After the first day, where he manages to stay comfortably in the middle of the pack, he calls Robin to complain about what a mess he becomes around this gorgeous dude.

Her response is to cackle and say, "Steve! How do you not know who Eddie Munson is? Oh my god, you're a disaster."

Turns out, Eddie Munson is the lead singer of Dustin's favorite band, Corroded Coffin, and also pretty well-known for his dnd YouTube channel. He's been a host on the show for years, only Steve doesn't really pay attention when the others watch it and didn't know.

Eddie, for his part, is losing his mind. He'd known about the beautiful contestant for this season, former college basketball superstar turned coach, having a hell of a shitty year after dislocating his kneecap in a charity game. Eddie--foolishly, it turns out--thought he wouldn't be as attractive in person. He also expected Steve to be terrible and egotistical, a jock through and through.

So, when Steve Harrington walks into the tent in a short-sleeved polo and obviously ironed jeans and is still drop-dead gorgeous, he's fucking flabbergasted. And then Steve has the audacity to be nice? Kind and thoughtful and running to help other bakers when he still has work to do himself? He also blushes so pretty, high across his nose and cheeks, and god does hewant to be the reason Steve blushes like that.

Eddie is beside himself.

Leading up to the second week, Steve schools himself into being calm around Eddie. He can't afford to lose his cool like that every time the host is around. Except, this week Eddie flirts with him shamelessly. Winks at him, leans into space, calls him "m'lord" with this deeply resonant voice that makes Steve want to drop to his knees. Steve doesn't mean to, not really, but he flirts right back, feeding Eddie tidbits of his bakes and looking for any excuse to touch him.

Steve does well for the first half of episodes. He never wins the technical or star baker, but he's regularly within the top contestants. On episode five, though, something is off. He's distracted, forgetful, doesn't leave enough time for his custard to set in the signature. Eddie asks if he's okay, but Steve shrugs and smiles, says "off my game today."

But then, in the technical, he curdles his buttercream more than once, and his genoise sponge burns. Eddie watches as Steve folds his arms above his head and disappears from view. He doesn't hesitate, he sprints from his interview, falling to his knees in front of the contestant.

"Stevie, sweetheart, what's going on?"

"I get migraines," Steve whispers. Trails of wet streak down his cheeks. "I've felt one coming all morning, been trying to stave it off but--"

"Okay, okay," Eddie shakes out his hands. "You can sit out this challenge, yeah? Or take this weekend off. It happens. You'll come back next week--"

"I don't want to stop." More tears fall from his eyes.

"What do you need?"

Steve shakes his head, wry little smile pulling at his lips. "Time to breathe."

Eddie glances up, eyes catching on the camera crew hovering in front of them. He throws both middle fingers up and says, in the most reasonable and even tone, "fuck!" Everyone in the tent looks at him, but he doesn't stop. "Shit!" "Bitch!" Motherfucker!" He goes on and on, saying the filthiest series of things he can think of. The camera crew steps away, another contestant brings Steve a glass of water, and Eddie sits with him.

The other host announces that there are thirty minutes remaining in the challenge.

"Well. That's that, then," Steve says. He stands, patting the naked skin of Eddie's knee where it shows through the rip in his jeans as he goes.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Out of time, no cake, no buttercream."

Eddie hops to his feet. "You're going to let that stop you?"

"Well." Steve laughs. "Can't serve this." He gestures to his discarded bowls of frosting, his burnt cake.

"You have time to make another buttercream."

Steve raises an eyebrow. "Sure, but not the cake."

"Cut the burnt off. Cover it in the buttercream. Easy peasy."

"Okay..." Steve stares at his station. "Okay, that could work. It won't be pretty, but--"

Eddie, knowing he's no longer needed, steps away, and Steve gets to work.

Steve tells Robin all about it and, as soon as he gets home from the taping and she's immediately like, "Eddie Munson, huh?"

He shoots her a look. "It's nothing."

"Yeah, him leaping over a table to check on you is surely nothing."

"Robin," he warns.

"What?"

"Eddie would never want a guy like me."

She laughs but quickly grows sober. "Steve. Of course he would. He likes you."

"It's nothing, really." He walks towards the kitchen. "What do you want for dinner?"

Eddie experiences the same harassment from his band members and their manager.

"You're gonna ask Harrington out, right?" Gareth asks.

"That would be a little bit of a professional conflict of interest," he deadpans. He doesn't look up from his guitar.

A puffed Cheeto smacks him square in the forehead. "Hey!" He shrieks.

"He means once the season is done, Edward," Chrissy says.

He wipes the cheese dust from his forehead. "Not a good enough reason to call me Edward. Anyway, I'm pretty sure he's straight."

Jeff guffaws. "C'mon, dude. No way. He's so into you he might as well have a neon sign."

"He divorced a woman."

"That doesn't mean anything, and you know it," Chrissy says.

Eddie rolls his eyes. "I may be considering asking him out. Maybe."

Everyone cheers. More Cheetos hit him in the face.

---

To Steve's great surprise, he makes it to the finals. Not just makes it, he gets a star baker, gets first in the semi-final technical. He's baking in the final and might have a fucking chance.

It's with great surprise, once it's all said and done, that he hears his name announced as the winner. He doesn't have much time to process it, because Eddie is striding towards him. He's not carrying the cake stand trophy or flowers, it's just Eddie.

Eddie who stops in front of him, eyes shining. Eddie who leans in and whispers, "I knew you could do it, baby, I'm so proud of you." Eddie who twines his fingers through Steve's hair, pulling him into a soft, sweet kiss.

The internet explodes as the season airs. Everyone is obsessed with Steve and Eddie. They have fics on ao3, a dedicated tumblr community, edits, playlists, gif sets, a ship name all dedicated to them. The fandom grows after episode 5 airs. Not all the footage makes it, thanks to Eddie, but they still witness him tenderly taking care of Steve and directing the cameras away. Fans start scouring their social medias, looking for any hint of their relationship status; even beg them in comments and DMs to reveal if it was just a showmance.

Eddie and Steve, however, are happy in the quiet little world the carved out for themselves after filming. They aren't ready to reveal anything, even hints, whether or not the show would let them.

Then, the final airs and the kiss is revealed to the world. The ending title cards show a picture of Steve with the rest of the season's bakers and the caption, "Steve threw a party for the other bakers..."

The picture then changes to one of he and Eddie, arms wrapped around each other. This caption says: "...at the home he shares with his boyfriend Eddie."

That night, in bed, Steve says, "I'm really glad Robin and the kids made me go on the show. But do you think it's bad that the thing I'm happiest about, way more than winning, is that I met you?"

Eddie places a slow circle of kisses in the dip of Steve's lower back. "Sweetheart, I'd be disappointed if you said anything else. Now, hush, I have a baking champion to congratulate."

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CAKES, CAKES, & CAKES!

Mostro Lounge happily invites you, the Ramshakcle Prefect, to help Floyd and Jade celebrate their upcoming birthday!

And no birthday is complete without a cake. However, the question is: who is going to make such a sweet treat? Why, the cake maker is reading this invitation! That’s right, by accepting this generous invitation, you are hereby assigned to build either Floyd Leech or Jade Leech a birthday cake of your own making! What an honor it is!

We look forward to seeing what you come up with, dear Prefect ~!

Make something tasty, Shrimpy ~!

🎂 Hello, welcome to the Cake event! 🎂

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In celebration of the tweels birthday, this event will be open 9/20-10/01 for accepting requests.

When constructing your cake, make sure to specify: which twin you will be baking for — it can be one or both; the type of cake you will be making — please only select one; and the topping combination you will be adding — you can select one or do a combination!

Below, Azul presents you with the two lists you can choose from!

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types of cake:

red velvet cake - royalty / medieval AU.

chiffon cake - soulmate AU.

black forest gateau - yokai AU.

devil’s food cake - demons or angels AU.

cheesecake - arranged marriage AU.

ice-cream cake - mafia AU.

marble cake - canon universe / NRC!

genoise sponge - (feel free to anything extra / specific you want to your order)

choice of confectioneries:

buttercream frosting - mutual pining

edible flowers - fluff

fresh fruit compote - hurt/comfort

whipped cream with berries - angst and tragedy

toasted nuts - established relationship

citrus glaze - smut

sprinkles - (feel free to anything extra / specific you want to your order)

THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION, PREFECT.

[veryberryjelly]

𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

🍰 - no request but raspberry genoise & being the main character in the incredible series burn your life down by @nolita-fairytale

[hearthartisanbakery]

Chocolate genoise filled with Bavarian cream and raspberries

[alliswyattonthewesternfront]

my beautiful fruity son

i still have chores to do so I haven't made up my mind. but I may be cracking into my copy of A Treasury of Great Recipes for the first time in a while. I've got 2 doz farm fresh eggs from my chicken raising friends and if that doesn't spell genoise sponge what does?

[notbecauseofvictories]

Every 6-9 months or so, the urge comes over me to make a really, really complicated dessert. I'm talking multiple layers of mousse, ganache, gelee, various cremes (which are somehow distinct from cream) genoise, compote, dacquoise, etc. etc.....all the French words you hear on Great British Bakeoff and then immediately forget.

Normally, I spend a week sketching out ideas and, as long as I don't actually go shopping at any point, the urge passes. But I'm bored, and I have a lot of mint from my garden to use up. I might as well lean in at this point.