Friands are not my Friends

Dear reader, I have a confession to make.

I don’t like friands.

I don’t get them. They are like a cross between a muffin and a cake. They are dense and moist, usually made with almond meal (side confession: I don’t really like the taste of almond flavoured sweet treats. The taste is too overpowering and makes it all taste the same. Sort of like when you overdose a sandwich with raw onions).

Unluckily for me, friands make a regular appearance in my household, thanks to the Pastry Chef.

Here are some reject (burnt on the edges) friands; one of which I cut off a small slice to eat because I was starving and there was nothing else around:

They were raspberry flavoured.

So there you have it. There is at least one item at a patisserie that I will actively avoid – unless of course, I was starving.