Holy Profiteroles, Batman! Back in May, I made choux pastry for the first time because I wanted to make eclairs for Mother’s Day. I think eclairs look very elegant, which was perfect for a Mother’s Day brunch. I mixed them, pipped them, and baked them only to be disappointed that there was no rise. I mean zero rise at all. I was left with finger-looking, oddly baked pastry; it was chewy and had no flavor. The only saving grace was a raspberry glaze I had made to go on top of them. At that moment, I was so glad that I had decided to make the eclairs a surprise because I didn’t want to show up with those gross looking things and try to pass them off as eclairs. I baked a lemon drizzle cake instead and used the raspberry glaze for the topping and all was well. (However, I still had a fresh batch of raspberry crème pâtissière in the fridge that I had no idea what to do with.) I was pretty convinced choux pastry was out of my reach until now. Since I challenged myself to create fall i...