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香颂学院 ▏我有蛋糕和酒，你愿不愿“带我走”

提拉米蘇（Tiramisu）是意大利的甜點經典，據說吃了美味的提拉米蘇之後，會幸福得飄飄然、宛如登上仙境。而在意大利的傳說中，Tiramisu最早起源于士兵上戰場前，心急如焚的愛人因爲沒有時間烤制精美的蛋糕，只好手忙腳亂地胡亂混合了雞蛋可可粉蛋糕條做成粗陋速成的點心，再滿頭大汗地送到士兵的手中，她挂著汗珠，閃著淚光遞上的食物雖然簡單，卻甘香馥郁，滿懷著深深的愛意。因而提拉米蘇的其中一個含義是“帶我走”。

要保证自己做的提拉米苏拥有和西餐厅里一样的顶级品质，必不可少的就是mascarpone cheese。此外，传统的提拉米苏，还需要用到手指饼干(ladyfinger)、咖啡酒。有一种说法是这三种原料必不可少，不过如果用海绵蛋糕代替手指饼干，用朗姆酒加浓咖啡代替咖啡酒，对提拉米苏口感的影响并不算大。唯独如果少了mascarpone cheese，提拉米苏就会失去它最独特的魅力。

7月23日香頌學院—杯裝提拉米蘇課程回顧

提拉米蘇制作步驟：1、取一半細砂糖加入到水中，煮沸，溫度115°c，糖水比例1:2；2、第一半糖加入蛋黃一起打發，蛋黃打至發白，體積變大，打發時一邊攪拌，一邊倒入第一步煮沸的糖水，加入時需慢慢倒入，倒入過快，蛋黃容易結塊；3、吉利丁（明膠片）在純淨水中泡上十分鍾；

4、打發淡奶油，5成發，出現奶油紋理即可；

5、吉利丁（明膠片）步驟3取出加入蛋黃中，攪拌均勻；

6、馬斯卡彭芝士攪拌至順滑；

7、步驟5分2部分加入攪拌順滑的芝士中，依次攪拌均勻，裝入裱花袋待用；

8、取餅幹或蛋糕胚刷上之前煮好的咖啡糖水，放入模具，鋪滿一層即可，計入步驟7的慕斯面糊，薄薄一層再取餅幹或蛋糕胚，刷咖啡糖水，鋪上面糊中，再擠入慕斯漿，抹平，冷凍15分鍾；

9、從冰箱取出後篩上可可粉在表面即可，裝飾自己喜歡的圖案。

選擇香頌學院的理由
1品牌優勢
喬治·香頌作爲業內領銜的烘焙品牌，選材堅持嚴格標准，保障健康、天然的基礎原料和嚴謹的制作工藝。這是一種工匠精神，也是對消費者的承諾。以高標准甄選食材，達到最高期望才能滿意。
2專業優勢
香頌學院邀請多位資深烘焙達人、國際五星級酒店烘焙師教學指導，課堂每次可容納12人同時學習，全部實行小班授課制。獨創自選式課程菜單，課程單元獨立。學院還將不定期從國外邀請烘焙名師，涉及咖啡、烘焙、西餐、甜點界等，爲烘焙愛好者創建了一個學習、交流的平台，與此同時也讓大家充分了解世界烹饪的最新趨勢和發展機會，更好的與國內外接軌，讓你不出新疆即可學習專業、系統的烘焙知識。
3設備原料一站式服務
喬治·香頌爲了可以更好的解決一直困擾著家庭烘焙愛好者采購難的問題，將設備及原料進行了各商家聯盟，在香頌學院即可購買烘焙的原材料和器具，既解決了您的采購難題，又保證烘焙的産品標准化和穩定性。
4細致、貼心的服務
夏日清涼飲品、新鮮時令水果、工作人員細致、貼心的服務……將用戶體驗做到極致，是香頌學院矢志不渝所追求的，傳播西點藝術，用真心服務，在香頌學院您不僅能感受到飄溢的濃濃麥香、誘惑的甜點、治愈心靈的現烤産品，更是一次情感的互動。
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