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Buttercream Roses

I'M hooked. Like majorly hooked on whipping out buttercream and icing it. So I'm always baking these days. The joy of being able to play with colours and sugar to create pretty, yummy edibles that brighten up my day as much as they make many more happy is awesome. Right now, I'm just experimenting with various buttercream recipes, buttercream roses, perfecting the techniques and trying to establish some semblance of order in the kitchen while I work with butter and cream, sugar and spice. Working with this frosting during summer is quite a challenge as I really dislike having the air-conditioning on. I've no choice though if I want to have a nice, stable batch. 


The early roses. You can tell they're messy. 

Practice led to these


...And then, I ran out of icing. 


So I felt like flattening those roses and I did !

Here's a basic buttercream recipe that I love. It's wicked, the kind of #badfood you'd want to keep in your life as a treat. 

140g butter, softened
280g icing sugar, sieved
1 - 2 tbsp cream
1 tsp vanilla extract ( use a good one)
A pinch of salt
Food colouring, if you like.

* Makes around 22 roses. 

Cream butter. Add in icing sugar and beat till smooth and creamy. Throw in salt, vanilla and cream. Beat and ice. Go make someone happy !



Comments

  1. Looks great, but won't help your heart stay healthy. Is there a version with low saturated fat margarine?

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    1. no, it won't, GB ! but i don't believe in those low saturated fat margarine. fake stuff.

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  2. Those are beautiful and they look so delicious.

    Love,
    Janie

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  3. I really wish I could be eating some of this right now, looks incredible, I can tell why you're addicted, mmm!

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    1. i'd pass you some if you're here. that's what i've been doing with all these bakes :)

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  4. Gosh, i posted a comment... hope it went through!

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  5. wahhh when me and Dawn will get to taste those lovely delights...boxed some for us from Dubai!!!

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    1. i'm sure you guys are constantly getting boxes of this and more at your office!
      LOL. miss those.

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    1. qatar isn't too bad, Duncan. it's a matter of getting used to the culture and people here. my life is pretty sedentary right now as compared to how it was back home though :p
      hope all is well with you and family !

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  7. Jaya, as you know, I think those rose cup cakes are simply divine. I think you should send them to me :)

    You are a true artist.

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    1. oh wow. thanks, Juliette. i'm just a hobbyist with many interests.
      :D

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  8. This is the perfect thing for me once I get established enough to afford air conditioning. I'm always baking something or another. I hope my roses can turn out as pretty as yours!

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    1. and when you do, pass some over :p

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  9. Talented! you could submit these to a baking magazine or t.v show.
    It's a real art to get the icing to replicate the reality of the flowers i would imagine.
    When i was a child i used to love carrot cake, it's shaved carrots in it. They don't stick whole ones in!

    These cakes look more like sculptures- great work.

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    1. oh thanks Jon. it's very simple, really but it does take some practice. i used to love carrot cakes too when i was younger but it's no longer a favourite. my fav is a good strawberry cake :)

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  10. So fancy! I don't think I could bring myself to eat a properly made rose.

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  11. Hi Jaya,

    The roses looks real.. so if definately your newly acquired skill that shines thru. just like whatever you do.

    love, april.

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