Summer Love Collection – Adriano Zumbo – Manly

Thursday, 10 Feb 11

It was a beautiful day at Manly. The water, a tranquil gradient of blue and green lapped gently at the beach, creating swirls and ripples in the white sand. The day was overcast, but this meant the light was soft and subtle, rather than harsh and glaring as the Australian midday sun can be. The seagulls were cawing, and a mother Magpie took her fledgling for a walk. Mind you, we didn’t see all that, nor did we pay any attention to the tourists gaping at the two girls with (almost) identical cameras taking photos of cakes and climbing on the chairs and tables to get a better shot. Because Ms Jen and I just roll like that. ;)

I don’t recall ever being to Manly, though I suppose I may have when I was younger. But when Ms Jen and I realised Adriano Zumbo had opened a patisserie there (“what, when did this happen? How did we miss that??”, we decided to visit, knowing that Balmain and Rozelle tended to be quite busy. Of course, it also helped that a new collection was out.

After an exciting ferry ride, a light lunch and an extended walk around Manly since we didn’t know exactly where the shop was located (read: had looked at the map for all of  5 seconds before deciding to wing it and trudging from wharf, to beach, along beach, along shops, to wharf again, and along wharf), we found it at last, an unassuming little shop front with only a little white sign to mark the treasures within.

Within, a collection perhaps less outrageous than usual, though as technically skilled and amazingly presented as ever. We had been slightly turned off by the Masterchef queues and the ‘out-there’ flavours (remember the cauliflower cloud?), but after today, I suspect we’ve been drawn right back in. Mind you, there are still some very adventurous options. Was Are Be You Me is an eclair that resembles a pea pod and contains a mixture of wasabi and pistachio cremes(You can just see it off to the side of the My Low In Life above). Someone braver than us will have to try it =)

My Low In Life

When I first saw this offering in photos, I knew I had to have it – it looks like a miniature slushie! We were not disappointed. First I had the pleasure of using the straw to suck up the Milo milk, which caused the top dome to slowly descend into the cup. On top, a milo creameux and cream chantilly, and on the bottom, a malt mousse, interspersed with layers of milo and chocolate. A childhood dream come true.

Raspberry cloud

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I’ve generally loved the Cloud range, because they’ve tended to be so aesthetically pleasing, wafts of italian meringue obscuring whatever delight lies within the crisp tart base. This Raspberry Cloud is probably the prettiest yet, with bursts of fresh raspberry tempering the sweetness of the meringue.

Makeshift light box, check! Lactase, to prevent lactose-intolerant tummy upsets, check! Water to wash down the sugar, check!
Absolutely stylish photographer, check check!

This is the innards shot, at the point that we started climbing over the tables and attracting particularly strange looks. Inside the meringue and raspberries was a sweet mousse, and within that dome lay a somewhat tart jelly (*slap on the wrist for the food blogger who lost her list of ingredients*), all atop a tart base that was so golden it was a shade away from being too dark, which added a complexity of flavour that worked to ensure the overall effect was not overly sweet.

Disco cookies and cream pie

Round 3 began with the usual bout of camera flashes and more standing-on-the-table action. This one was dedicated to our friend Donut, who unfortunately missed out on the outing (we thought we had to have a third cake just so she wouldn’t feel like she missed out…) Of course, it may have been the attraction of a liquid chocolate centre. Ready for the innards shot?

Uh huh. The chocobread cookie outside and cookies and cream chantilly made the cake look exactly like an icecream sandwich, albeit not quite so susceptible to the summer heat. And inside, somewhat miraculously, once you dug in far enough, liquid chocolate began to ooze out. The chocobread was probably my favourite component, being brownie-like in flavour and consistency, but admittedly, by this stage, having finished two whole cakes between the two of us, and about three quarters of the third, we surrendered, absolutely sugared out, and sat in a sugar coma the whole ferry ride back to the city.

Ah McCain Zumbo, you’ve done it again….

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