This week I decided to put my baking hat on and make myself some desserts. I had a refrigerated pie crust left over from a previous recipe that I needed to use up (the fact that those seem to come exclusively in packages of two is a matter of great annoyance to me, as is everything else sold solely in quantities impossible for a person living alone to finish without consuming it for weeks on end – but I digress). I rifled through the recipes I have downloaded to my computer from my many aimless internet wanderings and, after taking a quick stock of the pantry, found one that would only require me to buy one additional ingredient.
The crescents were ridiculously simple to assemble and, as the photo above shows, came out looking cute – no small feat for an artistically challenged klutz such as myself. I also saved a bit of money by mixing together my own cinnamon sugar rather than buying the ready-made stuff. Easy peasy.
Taste-wise, however, they didn’t turn out to be all that. I expect anything and everything with Nutella involved to be nothing short of a mind-blowing experience, and these are decidedly not. Perhaps it’s that cinnamon doesn’t play so well with the chocolate-hazelnut blend; perhaps it’s that the pie crust became so crumbly on the outside that it falls apart if you look at it too hard, and at the same time still remained slightly undercooked in the center; perhaps it’s that these are so darn tiny (the picture is misleading – they’re about an inch in length, if that). They’re good enough, and I’ll certainly polish off the batch over the next few evenings, but I doubt I’ll be making them again.