Photo: Sebastian Mary, flickr
It may be one of the most perfect desserts in existence. At its base, custard: what's not to like about a decadent combination of cream, eggs, sugar, and vanilla? The creamy, sumptuous taste and texture is the bedrock of sweets the world over. Next, a sprinkling of coarse sugar: add an open flame and you have a delicately crisp, caramelized crust that could bring even the most rational person to their knees with its startling depth of flavor.
It's safe to say the French know what they're doing in the kitchen--now you give it a try with a coffee-flavored version.
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I believe that every slashfoodie has a collection of seminal food moments, the ones that transform and open your world in a spoonful. That first taste of freshly-made ricotta; the mouth feel of a sublime red wine at its peak; learning the finer points of emulsification; eating fish-and-chips in a real English pub. One of my seminal food moments was the first time I tasted crème brûlée. It was my twentieth summer, and I was waiting tables at a French restaurant oddly located in a strip mall in Charlotte, NC. I was instantly in love, and I pestered and begged until the chef taught me how to make it. That perfect dessert, with its crunchy burnt-sugar crust and its cold creamy custard flecked with vanilla bean seeds, is now the way I judge a truly good restaurant (one disappointing steakhouse in Denver served up a crème brûlée made with whole eggs, a crime). 


