Now that the camels are out of the way I can get on with the cake and crown. Italy doesn’t do cakes for Epiphany like the fancy french galette des rois, or the spanish roscón de Reyes, but as it is, afterall, the last excuse for sweets without the guilt, I’m going to make like our neighbors to the west and indulge in the occasion. Today is also Man-of-the-House’s birthday, which is actually why I can’t ever forget to make some sort of celebratory dessert on January 6th.
Making galette des rois is a no-brainer with store-purchased puff pastry. Take 2 packages of puff pastry, cut out a round from each one and stack them like a sandwich with frangipane filling in between. I don’t crimp the edges with a fork like some do (I just lightly press to seal), but I love the tradition of tucking a bean or tiny bauble into the cake. Etch a design on the top, brush with egg wash, and bake until golden. The lucky person to find the bean or small toy in their slice of cake gets to be King or Queen for the day. I knew there was a reason for bringing home that Burger King crown.