You know about me and brioche by now, we’re involved and it’s serious. I would normally be telling you to add absolutely nothing to the buttery perfection of a good brioche dough, why would you? But for those days when you feel like embracing a more is more attitude, give these babies a try. Crunchy pistachios and sweet tangy apricots manage to hold their own against the richness of the brioche, and they’re even better torn in half, smothered in jam and served as breakfast in bed.
One thing you should know about me up front is that I’m a card-carrying Francophile. If it’s French I will either want to eat it, drink it, wear it or visit it, which will explain the French pâtisserie course I’m about to start at Le Cordon Bleu (eek, more on this as and when my first day of school beckons!) and my nifty little recipe category French fancies. First up we have brioche, the butteriest bread in all the land and the recipe that has single-handedly taught me baking persistence. There will be mess, your arms will feel like they are going to drop off but within minutes of your loaf going into the oven, your kitchen will smell like Paris.