
Chef Lesia
Gombovtsi (ґомбовці, plum-stuffed steamed dumplings)
The first cut is the whole argument: pale potato dough, toasted butter crumbs, then a hot purple plum collapsing into syrup at the center.
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Two dry, crackling hazelnut meringues hold a whole city's pride between them, with cocoa buttercream, pale cream flowers, and the sound of a knife breaking through sugar.
The first truth is the sound. A proper Kyivskyi tort doesn't sigh under the knife like a sponge cake; it cracks, then gives way to roasted hazelnut, sugar, cocoa cream, and that faint chew in the middle where the meringue has stayed alive. It is a city cake, a birthday cake, a train-station box carried carefully on your knees so the buttercream flowers survive the journey home.
This is not the cake I learned from grandmother Vira in the litnya kuhnia, the summer kitchen. This one belongs to Kyiv, to factory windows, apartment tables, and someone saying, "Don't cut it yet, your aunt is still coming." I came to it later, in London, reconstructing it the same way I reconstruct the letters: not by chasing perfection, but by asking what the dish refuses to forgive.
The answer is the meringue. Age the whites, whip them glossy, fold the hazelnuts in without knocking the breath out, then bake until the discs sound dry when you tap them. Not browned. Dry. The buttercream can be rescued if it splits, the piping can look like a small comedy, but damp meringue will sulk all the way through the cake.
Make it a day ahead. Kyivskyi tort needs the night to settle, the cream softening the edges just enough while the nut meringue keeps its crackle. A celebration cake should arrive already confident.
Kyivskyi tort was developed in 1956 at the Karl Marx Confectionery Factory in Kyiv, the Soviet-era factory later known under the Roshen brand. The cake became a sweet emblem of the capital, decorated with piped chestnut blossoms because the chestnut tree is one of Kyiv's city symbols. Early versions used cashews when they were available through Soviet trade, but hazelnuts became the familiar Ukrainian home and factory version when supplies changed.
Quantity
200g
from about 6 large eggs, aged overnight
Quantity
250g
divided, for the meringue
Quantity
150g
toasted, skinned, and chopped small
Quantity
45g
Quantity
1 teaspoon vanilla sugar or 1/2 teaspoon extract
Quantity
1/4 teaspoon
Quantity
180ml
Quantity
180g
for the cream syrup
Quantity
2 large
Quantity
300g
very soft
Quantity
1 teaspoon
Quantity
1 tablespoon
Quantity
18g
sifted
Quantity
1 tablespoon
if needed for loosening cocoa cream
Quantity
40g
finely chopped, for the sides
Quantity
1 teaspoon
for pink piping
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| egg whitesfrom about 6 large eggs, aged overnight | 200g |
| caster sugardivided, for the meringue | 250g |
| hazelnutstoasted, skinned, and chopped small | 150g |
| plain flour | 45g |
| vanilla sugar or vanilla extract | 1 teaspoon vanilla sugar or 1/2 teaspoon extract |
| fine sea salt | 1/4 teaspoon |
| whole milk | 180ml |
| caster sugarfor the cream syrup | 180g |
| egg yolks | 2 large |
| unsalted buttervery soft | 300g |
| vanilla extract | 1 teaspoon |
| cognac or brandy (optional) | 1 tablespoon |
| cocoa powdersifted | 18g |
| milk (optional)if needed for loosening cocoa cream | 1 tablespoon |
| toasted hazelnutsfinely chopped, for the sides | 40g |
| beet powder or berry powder (optional)for pink piping | 1 teaspoon |
Separate the eggs the day before. Put the whites in a scrupulously clean bowl, cover loosely, and leave them in the fridge for 24 hours, then bring them to room temperature before whisking. The whites should look looser and smell clean, not eggy or sour.
Line two 22 cm round tins or baking rings with baking paper. Heat the oven to 150C, or 130C fan. Stir the chopped hazelnuts with 200g of the meringue sugar, the flour, vanilla sugar if using, and salt. The nuts should be small enough to fold through the foam but not ground into paste.
Whisk the aged whites until they foam, then rain in the remaining 50g sugar and keep whisking until the meringue is glossy, thick, and holds a bent peak. It should shine like satin and move heavily around the whisk. Fold in the hazelnut mixture in three additions, turning the bowl gently so you keep the air you worked for.
Divide the batter between the tins and smooth it level without pressing hard. Bake until the discs are pale beige, set all the way across, and sound dry when tapped with a fingertip. They should not brown deeply. Turn off the oven, prop the door slightly open, and let them cool there until they release from the paper without sticking.
For the Charlotte cream, whisk the egg yolks with a splash of the milk in a small saucepan, then whisk in the rest of the milk and the sugar. Cook over a low flame, stirring all the time, until the syrup thickens enough to coat the spoon and the raw yolk smell disappears. Do not boil it hard. Strain into a bowl and cool until it feels the same temperature as the butter.
Beat the soft butter until pale and light. Add the cooled syrup spoon by spoon, beating well after each addition, then beat in the vanilla and cognac if you're using it. The cream should look smooth, glossy, and able to hold a soft ridge from the spoon.
Set aside a few spoonfuls of pale cream for decoration. Beat the sifted cocoa into the remaining cream, loosening with a spoon of milk only if it turns stiff. The cocoa cream should be the color of dark milk chocolate, not black, and it should spread without tearing the meringue.
Place one meringue disc on a serving plate, flat side up, and spread with a generous layer of cocoa cream. Set the second disc on top and press only enough to settle it. Cover the top and sides with more cocoa cream, then press the finely chopped hazelnuts around the sides with your palm.
Pipe a border and a few chestnut-flower shapes with the pale cream, tinting a spoonful pink with beet or berry powder if you like. Let the cake rest in the fridge overnight, then bring it out before serving so the buttercream softens and the knife breaks cleanly through the meringue. Cut with confidence. The first slice is always a little dramatic.
1 serving (about 122g)
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