Our pastry chef, Kim was acting kind of quiet in the kitchen. When a toddler is quiet, it usually means they’re up to no good.
Contrarily, it meant Kim was up to great things! Now, my previous encounters with baklava haven’t been the most positive. It’s not a treat I would ever desire or get excited about, so when Kim presented her baklava to me, I gave her an insincere “great”, and shoved one into a bag and walked away, with plans to feed it to the kids.
But, if you know me, you know that it’s impossible to have food in my presence without it being devoured, and so it was with the baklava, and my goodness, what a good trait to posses. This is legit delicious… and if you haven’t had baklava before, let this be your first time.
Flaky layers of phyllo pastry are filled with butter, walnuts, and cinnamon and baked until a deep golden brown and while still warm, honey and orange zest are poured on top.