Apple Butter Rugelach

 

It’s funny, starting this blog, rarities like buttermilk and heavy cream and various flours and heaps of chocolate and etcetera and etcetera are now on permanent standby, at the ready for drop-of-the-hat baking.  Which is generally my M.O.  Life is hard, yup, and poor Mike suffers so. 

However, things like cream cheese are not, oddly enough.  While I like cream cheese, it’s not a baking staple of mine, just not something I buy.  So when my friend Janette mentioned a rugelach recipe would be greatly appreciated, onto the list in my head it went. 

Which reminds me, I gotta get my cheesecake recipe up on here for you guys.  OH.  It is insane, ooooo-weeee.  Ask my sister in law Yan; on the regular I hear she asks my mom preceding a trip in to town if I’ll be making it.  Next time, Yan, promise. 

But rugelach.  I have to come clean here, my friends.  I’ve never had it before.

Cooooooooookies.

Whaaaaatt?!?  How on earth did I get this far in life and not have one of these tender little rolled delights?!  What is wrong with me?!  Yeah I dunno. 

Or maybe I had and it wasn’t particularly memorable.  Maybe I should go with that.  But by logical deduction here, I had never made them either.  A definitive lapse in judgment. 

Regardless, a rugelach recipe for Janette has been on my list for so long now, she surely thinks I forgot.

Needless to say though obviously I’m going to, I had to do some research. 

Rugelach, it turns out, has numerous spellings.  Directly translated from Yiddish, it means little twists and it’s a hugely popular lil’ ditty in Israel, evolving over time from a yeast based recipe.  Fret not dear friends, I am on it with a yeast based recipe.  Soon. 

But nowadays, having jumped across the pond and into American baker hands, they’ve become a cream cheese based pastry cookie filled with concoctions of dried fruits, nuts, or chocolate, to poppy seed or cinnamon or jam or, or darn near anything.  

Cream cheese, to skip the hassle of yeast I’m reading.

All them rugelach dough ingredients there.

Though now I’m wondering if Janette meant the traditional yeast version or the Americanized cream cheese version.  No doubt the yeasted version is croissant-like, danish-like, with layers of flaky.  Hm. 

Well.  Today it’s cream cheese.  Lemme know, Janette!

Considering it’s fall, I went with a seasonal version using apple butter which I found over on The New York Times.  I loves me some apple butter.  I even foolishly tried to make some using a Martha Stewart recipe which irritatingly failed miserably, after which I vowed to solely purchase it instead. 

Right quick I realized you for sure can put darn near anything in these cookies, the dough is merely a puffy delivery vehicle for your heart’s desire. 

And really, they’re simpler than you might suspect.

Dump the first several ingredients into your mixer and beat until it’s nice and fluffy.  At first you’ll wonder if it’s gonna get that way but worry not, it does.

Next, flour.

Oh and I know:  sifting.  It surely seems dumb and a waste but trust me, it will make for a fluffier, softer cookie.  It takes thirty seconds, it’s worth it, I promise.  If you’ve got a fine mesh strainer,* it’s poof, done in a flash.  And who doesn’t want a better cookie?  

“Sorry babe, I didn’t sift.”  Glare glare glare.  See?  No one wants that.

So add the sifted flour to the bowl and beat but not too much, you don’t want to overwork it and get the gluten fired up.

Don’t go too far with the ol’ mixing thing, just get it lumpy.

Dump the dough onto a sheet of plastic wrap and using the wrap as a friendly helper, mush it into a ball.  Slice that ball in half, flatten each piece into about 6” or so rounds, no one’s measuring, and chill each half in the fridge for at least two hours wrapped in plastic.

Nice dough, yah?

In the meantime, split the apple butter, honey, sugar if you’re using it, and cinnamon into two small bowls (the part I got right).  The part I didn’t get right was dumping the currants and walnuts in there too.  Made it tricky to spread.  Whatever, you’re evenly split which eliminates guessing.

Don’t be like me and add your lumpy bumpy ingredients here.

Once you’re ready to bake, flour up that counter and roll each half to 11”.  Yes, this I measured.  Hey, I wanted to be right for you.

Spread the apple butter mix from one bowl onto one round, then sprinkle on half the walnuts and currants.
 

Ok, so I unintentionally left a wider border around. Probably because I was a dope in mixing lumpy unspreadable things into the apple butter.

Slice one round into sixteen cutie evenly sized wedges with either a pizza cutter or a big ol’ knife (flouring those blades kinda helps).

Slip one of those cutie wedges out and starting at the wide end, gingerly roll ‘em up to the little pointy end.

Various stages of rolling as a guide for you.

Go then and plop ‘em onto a cookie sheet lined with either parchment paper* or those spiffy silicone baking mats.*

So I didn’t do a good job of evenly slicing into 16 wedges either.

The hardest part?  Getting those trays to fit in the fridge.  Amiright?  Chill them cookies for fifteen while you heat up the oven.

Brush* the sweeties with either a beaten egg or milk when it’s time to go and if you’ve got it, sprinkle with a fancy crunchy sugar like Demerara* or sanding.*  I used regular darn sugar, eh, whatev’s.  Mike used up my Demerara in his coffee.  I know.

But then pop them in the oven to bake for about fifteen to twenty minutes.  Do wait for them to get puffy and golden brown; it won’t seem like they’ll go but they do so don’t necessarily follow the clock.

Fresh outta the oven here and boy the house smelled glorious.

Cool them on a rack, pour a nice glass of cold milk, and nom nom nom nom nom…..

Deeeeelicious.  Tender and velvety.  A nice crunch from the walnuts I didn’t chop super fine.  Spritely pops of fruity currants.  Yum.  Yesss, insert fist pump.

Mike was wary, unsure of this unknown cookie.  Likely the apple butter deterred him as he seems not to be a fan.  Or the currants.

He claims he preferred ice cream over cookies that evening.  Mm hm.  Sure.  Cookie monster turning down cookies?  Whaaat? 

“What do you think, babe?”

“Mmm hm.”  That was a sort of yes, a not-quite-positive-what-to-make-of-them response.
 

“But do you like them?”

“Yeah. (pause)  They remind me of strudel.”

Huh, ok, yeah, I can see that.  

So I need tasters; go, get on into the kitchen and let me know how this recipe pans out!

Note:  This content originally appeared on Flaky Bakers.

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