Hello. It is currently 11.14pm on a Friday night and I am in my room with the lights off and partially hidden under my blanket as I type this because I cannot, for the life of me, fall asleep.
This might not seem like a big deal to you because it isn't even past midnight yet. Technically it wouldn't usually be that big of a deal to me either because usually I'm still up at this time on Friday nights. On my iPad. On that evil site they call Pinterest. Oh... I gotta tell you. The hours just fly by every time I refresh that page.
Anyway it is a big deal to me now because last night, I couldn't sleep either. And to top it off, I woke up before 5am. I always go for a jog or cycle in the mornings so I gave up staring at the ceiling and just pulled on my shoes (after showering and changing out of my pajamas of course) and hit the ground running. I got through the day just fine, and even met up with a friend of a friend that I met through Instagram. It was totally random. We just decided we'd meet up and go for dessert. Which is my absolute favorite thing to do. Other than having dessert for dinner of course..
Then I came home and got sleepy around 8. I climbed into bed around 9 because you know, I thought going to bed earlier would justify me not getting enough sleep the night before. Repaying my sleep debt and all that. But nope, I ended up tossing and turning and dreaming of my days of interning in Shangri-la. Don't ask me why, I think it had something to do with the copious amounts of cake and sweets I ate when I was there. As if dessert today wasn't enough.
And I didn't actually make these matcha brioche buns today. I only decided to blog about them now because.. I think you get it by now.
I first saw them on foodbeam a little while ago, while I was - you guessed it - hopping around on Pinterest. They looked so lovely and matcha is also one of my favorite flavours so I bookmarked it and proceeded to forget about it until recently when I thought it would be a great idea to start baking bread again. Mine are nowhere as lovely as Fanny's, though.
And I'm sorry about the horrible photos. It was nighttime by the time the buns came out of the oven and my dad was hovering eagerly around the tray, asking every two minutes if I was done taking pictures because he wanted to try just one while they were still warm. I eventually gave up trying to take pretty pictures (I was practically in the sink trying to get the best-lit shot of them) and just handed him a plate. Needless to say, he went to town with them, the bread-fiend.
I didn't shape them the way Fanny did too. The filling sort of oozed out so I just cut them up, twisted them and placed them into muffin tins. Then I smeared some of the matcha filling on top because hey, why waste a good thing ? And trust me, while they're not the simplest thing to make, they're pretty damn easy to eat. And they smell good too, when they're almost done baking. Kind of like cinnamon rolls. Only without the cinnamon.
They're not flaky like croissants but they have the layers of soft pillowy bread and yummy matcha cream throughout. I don't know about you, but I love anything with layers in them.. Layered cakes, buns, pastries.. The cafeteria at Shangri-la had croissants and, on the rare occasion, cinnamon rolls. I used to eat nearly three four five of those croissants in one sitting. Okay, they were quite small, maybe around two to three inches long but the cinnamon rolls were huge. Think maybe the size of your head huge. And I had two. The first was split quite modestly with a friend who watched me eat said croissants.. And the second, I attempted to split with him. I ended up eating most of it. No wonder I had trouble pulling on my jeans after that.
Oh, I don't know if you've heard, but apparently one of the reasons you can't fall asleep (aside from massive caffeine consumption prior to bedtime, but I am no caffeine addict) is because, I quote, "you're awake in someone else's dreams." Yup, I got that from Pinterest too.
Do I believe that ? I'd like to. But unfortunately every time I can't sleep, it's because someone else is in my dream. Okay, daydream since I'm not actually sleeping. But shouldn't it be a nightdream since it's dark ?
Look at all those italics. I think I should stop now.
For the recipe and even a drawing tutorial on how to make and shape these matcha brioches, visit Fanny at her site, foodbeam here. Her pictures and prose are really something, I tell you.
11.54pm. Going to try to sleep now.
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