*Forget About Me–Save The Desserts!

IMG_2683 There is something about the call of battle that is so invigorating. At least, that’s what every science fiction novel has lead me to believe. Now I am more informed. War isn’t pretty. Not even a war covered in chocolate. I attended the Hobart Dessert Wars held at the Amway Grand Plaza Friday night. I was late to the event and my poor planning landed me in the fudge sauce right away. I had no idea how well attended the event would be. Too well attended. The line to get into the Ambassador Ballroom took at least twenty minutes—snaking in and around the foyer, through a back hall, around a bathroom (presumably to give you an opportunity before continuing the trek) and back around to the foyer again. By the time I got inside it was wall to wall with chocolate crazed donut lovers.


It was a sweet smelling madhouse. People wedged their way through the crowd, some holding up coveted box tops garnered at a dessert table to keep their trophies in. I was to learn to my sincere regret how necessary these shields of battle were. Because of the size of the room, they placed the tables all around the outside of the space with tiny, standing hors d’oeuvre tables draped with white tablecloths in the center. They were calm oases where one could set down their treasures and feast. But no one was doing that. It was a sadly long wait to get to each of the thirteen stations. (I was feeling quite cross, I can tell you.) After the first table, I knew I wasn’t going to make it unless I got ruthless.

Before disaster struck. “The Melting Pot”

At the first table I went to, The Melting Pot, which is a restaurant I have never been to because of the idea of drowning things in scalding chocolate has never appealed to me, I sidled my way to the edge, because the movement at the center was negligible, only to discover that they were only serving at the front. I managed to throw down a ticket and snag a dessert myself—the harried servers barely blinked at my chocolate ballsy theft. I turned away cackling in triumph only to have my victory dashed away by the plate of cubed brownies and pound cake with fudge sauce and strawberry slices flying out of my hands and splatting on the floor. (We won’t discuss the five second rule and the possible application thereof. I had waited a long time to get to that dessert.) That said, the brownie was definitely the best part of that arrangement.

Casualty of War.

I knew I wasn’t going to be able to sample everything, so every once in a while, I’d stop someone to get a picture of their food or their impressions of the event. The consensus was that the venue was too crowded to make the experience pleasurable. I met Cathy with her grandson, Adam, in line. Cathy told me people were leaving because of it. She was harried by the stress of the battle for bite-sized vittles, but she was one of the people I saw at the close of the event. What a grandmother won’t do for her grandkids!

Grandma Cathy braves the crowds to please her grandson, Adam.

I learned a few lessons from the veterans in attendance. People who had been to past Dessert Wars came prepared. Some had baking cupcake tins to pop their samples into, others came as teams, with one person hitting a few stations, collecting five or more samples and then they would converge somewhere else to divide the spoils.

Tessa takes taste-testing seriously!

Opinions on the quality of the entries differed. Some people had nothing but good things to say. I spoke with 7-year-old Tessa who, when asked agreed that she was definitely an ‘expert in desserts’. In her opinion, she liked the chocolate truffle the best…until she tasted the chocolate red velvet ice cream cookie. That immediately became her favorite. “It was better than the truffle.” She said.

This ‘anonymous’ source indicated that the bacon donut by Robinette’s was the hands-down winner for her.

Others held more reserved judgment of the event. Ruthanne – who is not pictured except for her hands—felt that what the Melting Pot served wasn’t really appropriate to a “Dessert Wars” theme. “They didn’t make it from scratch.” She went on to say that they simply cut up brownies and cake. “I could do that!” No, she felt that the winner should be someone like the Love’s Ice Cream because they constructed a dessert on the site. The official judges must have agreed. The ice cream/cream puff swans took second place. As it was one of the desserts I got to try, I had to agree. It was worth the hassle and fuss of fighting my way to the front. Despite the chaos and disappointment of not getting to try many of the sponsored delights, there was a heady thrill of getting the last puffed pastry (or piece of carrot cake, in my case) and walking away a champion in the sweets arena. To the victor the just desserts.

The Peanut Butter and Jelly shooters served by Twisted Rooster sadly look delicious. They took 3rd Place alongside The Melting Pot in the People’s Choice Award.

I was entirely impressed with the bakeries and restaurants that participated. They kept their cool in the face of crises. When swans took too long to prepare, the basic cream puffs were handed out so that people could at least try them. The Melting Pot was the last table standing…scraping the pot for fudge sauce even after the competition was officially over. At tables where I was too late to sample the wares, the assistants proudly showed off cell phone pictures and rattled off the many entries offered. It definitely was incentive to go out and try these establishments at a later date. There were many winners that evening. Winners for people’s choice: 3rd place was a tie: Twisted Rooster and the Melting Pot 2nd place was “Sprinkles” 1st place was Robinette’s Judge’s decision 3rd place Robinette’s 2nd place Love’s Ice Cream 1st place Town to Town The real winners were the area food pantry “Kids’ Food Basket” which benefitted in part from the proceeds of the event. It is good to know, we all went to bed slightly sick with over-indulgence for a good cause.

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Bonus: How to Make a Cream Puff Swan

Final Product - Delicious Cygnus!

There were too many choices and competitors to all list here.  There are many great sites where each competitor’s entries may be found.  Here’s a list of the entrants and a link to their entries: IMG_2730

·Cygnus 27 

(FRUSHI – fruit roll-up sushi with sweet rice and fresh fruit.)

Frushi—Fruit Sushi is a hybrid fusion dessert taking the concept of ‘sushi’ in a new direction. I managed to get a lovely picture of the promoted items, but again, I was too late to sample the elaborate constructions. The basic ingredients were fruit roll ups, sweet sticky rice with vanilla, fresh fruit and dehydrated pineapple and they were served with a sauce which I was assured could go on anything! It looked convincingly enough like soy sauce to fool me. I was told it was vanilla, honey and balsamic vinegar though with a plop of “Wasabi” in the form of ground pistachio paste.

·Furniture City Creamery

(Red velvet, chocolate ice cream cookie sandwich. Tiny but tasty.  A big hit with 7-year-olds and me too! I honestly did not know it was vegan ice cream until they told me.)

·Grand Cakes

(A dark chocolate, hazelnut truffle. This was scrumptious!)

·Great Harvest Bread Company

(Served their signature cinnamon roll bread. I’ve had this warm from the bakery before, so I don’t think serving it cold and butter-less showed off it’s best effort.)

JK Bakehouse’s take on tiramisu.

·JK’s Bakehouse & Deli

(Sweeter Cherve Tiramisu with goat cheese.)

Cookie bars that were called Tiramisu. Complicated ingredients made it hard to identify all of their choices. I tried three of the cookie bars and the fruit option was the best. They were not as elegantly served, but they were generous portion sizes.

·Love’s Ice Cream

(Can I just rave about their swans? This would be my pick for winner.  The judges are allowed their opinion though. They awarded Love’s Second Place.)

·The Melting Pot

(Chocolate sauce with brownie and pound cake cubes and strawberry for dipping. Photo above–BF and PF–before floor and post floor.)  Shared Third Place People’s Choice with Twisted Rooster.


(Won First Place in People’s Choice awards and Third Place in Judge’s Choice. Came bearing cartloads of their signature donuts: apple cider, cinnamon & sugar, chocolate covered chocolate, chocolate with sprinkles, red velvet, black forest, s’mores, lemon, chocolate almond (or coconut almond…I couldn’t read my handwriting on account of the drool.)

·Sara’s Sweets Bakery

Sara’s Sweets was out of cupcakes by the time I got to the table. If absence makes the heart grow fonder, I am bound to fall in love with their menu. They brought a mother load worth of cupcakes.  And from the screen shot on one baker’s broken iPhone, I could see I missed out. Almond, mint chocolate, strawberry shortcake, peanut butter, raspberry filled white cake, snickers, buckeyes and frosted cookies were among their treasures.

I may have to look this place up, or I’ll feel bereft.

Just so you can see what a meticulous note-taker I am. Here’s my one photo of the delicious Scrumptious Cupcake confection before it was gone, down the hatch.

·Scrumptious Cupcakes and Sweetery

Apparently served a prickle pear mojito dessert, but alas, I was too late. I did however get a scrumptious serving of peanut butter, snickers cupcake that was incredible. The burst of peanut butter when you bit into the fluffy frosting was astonishingly good. And, since I am not a fan of peanut butter, that’s saying something.

·Sprinkles Donut Shop

Let me just tell you that cupcakes were the most popular items at the Dessert Wars competition.  I know, because every time I got to a table, they were already gone. Sprinkles apparently served chocolate ganache, toffee and peanut butter creme cupcakes, Devil Dogs and Sprinkle Puffs. I saw these go by. I could cry, I tell you. Took Second Place in People’s Choice Award.

Creme Rolls

·Town to Town Gourmet Pastries

By the time I made my way through they only had the puff pastry curl with Holland crème. I have always had a fondness for cream horns—also called cream curls— when I was a girl. I used to call them unicorn horns. These were perfect examples. Light airy, cylindrical pastry filled with a yummy cream filling. I won’t argue with the judges who gave them First Place.

·Twisted Rooster

Another shot glass entry came from Twister Rooster. This was describe to me as a ‘Tiramisu’ style dessert made of peanut butter mousse, with strawberry and raspberry jelly using a ladyfinger cookie as a ‘spoon’. Sounded intriguing–snapped up before I could even sniff it. It was popular enough to share Third Place in the People’s Choice award.

Asterisk Bedazzle Footnote:

*The title of this piece is the battle cry coined by me and a fellow patron when I nearly upset my dessert tray a second time.

12 thoughts on “*Forget About Me–Save The Desserts!

  1. Wow… What a mind-blowing experience! And to a Brit, a totally alien one. I had to Google ‘Hobart Dessert Wars’ to find out what this was. What a graphic and frenetic picture you paint – excellent! But, I confess, it makes me feel very fortunate that I don’t have that much of a sweet tooth.

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    1. Jools, I have to say I know for a fact that there is at least a similar concept in the television show I have been watching from BBC One: The Great British Bake Off: http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b013pqnm. It is a much more tasteful presentation of course–no rowdy, salivating crowds. Just judges of pastries who kindly cut through the mistakes of the participants. “I’m afraid the layers just aren’t even.” Is about as harsh as it gets. Love watching it, everyone is so very intense in a genteel kind of way.

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      1. Yes, ‘Bake Off’ is one of my favourite shows, but it’s frightfully genteel, harking back to times past, a gentler era. I think that’s why it’s been so very popular over the years.

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  2. Well written, humorous, painful. I can no longer eat any of these, since 2012, and now my stomach–which was only just fed, mind you–is growling and my mind is telling me that I’m starving. Yet I kept reading, and reading, knowing exactly what would happen.

    Delicious-sounding. But I think the swanny puffs look bloated and beakless, like deformed swans that someone overfed out of pity.

    Wait a minute–how did they overfeed them, anyhow, lacking beaks as they do? Oh, no!! Don’t tell me they used gavage to fill their bellies! Admit it: Those swans are destined for some sick new pastry pate. Those B#STARDS!!

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      1. I had to look it up myself to sound like a smartie. Did it work? I really ought to learn, too, how to insert diacritical marks using my keyboard so that smushed pastry stuff could have properly been compared to the goose liver smooshed stuff instead of to someone’s head. When I’m really dedicated, I type the word in Word and cut’n’paste. Twenty+ years in computing, and how many years of typing on various digital devices since, and still a total dumb#ss here. (Plus: A lazy dog.)

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  3. Ex-linguist wonk on this end too. Apparently I never learned what those things were called. Although I do know how to use a dipthong. (It’s how you retrieve your thongs when they dip too low, right?)


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