Brioche Feuilletée: The Laminated Brioche That Sits Between Bread and Pastry

enriched dough, folded the way you'd fold croissants

Brioche Feuilletée: The Laminated Brioche That Sits Between Bread and Pastry

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Serves1 loaf (about 10 slices)Prep60 minCook35 minCuisineFrenchCourseBread

Ingredients

  • 250 g (2 cups) strong white bread flour
  • 30 g (2½ tbsp) caster sugar
  • 5 g (1 tsp) fine salt
  • 7 g (1 sachet) fast-action dried yeast
  • 2 medium eggs, cold
  • 60 ml (¼ cup) cold whole milk
  • 40 g (3 tbsp) unsalted butter, softened, for the dough
  • 150 g (⅔ cup) cold unsalted butter, for laminating
  • 1 egg yolk plus 1 tbsp milk, to glaze
  • Pearl sugar or flaked almonds, to finish (optional)

Method

  1. Mix flour, sugar, salt and yeast, then work in the eggs, milk and softened butter to a smooth, slightly tacky dough. Knead 8 minutes.
  2. Shape into a rough rectangle, wrap and chill at least 4 hours or overnight so it firms up.
  3. Beat the cold laminating butter between baking paper into a 12 cm square slab; keep cold.
  4. Roll the dough to a 24 cm square, place the butter in the centre at 45 degrees and fold the corners over to enclose it.
  5. Roll to a long rectangle and give one double (book) fold. Chill 30 minutes.
  6. Repeat with one more single fold, chilling 30 minutes between turns to keep the butter cold.
  7. Roll out, shape into a loaf or twist, and place in a lined 900 g tin. Prove 2–3 hours until puffy.
  8. Glaze, scatter pearl sugar if using, and bake at 190°C (170°C fan) for 30–35 minutes until deep gold.
  9. Cool in the tin 10 minutes, then on a rack. Resist for an hour so the layers set.

I held off making brioche feuilletée for years because the name alone sounded like a dare. Brioche I could do half-asleep; lamination I respected from a safe distance, the way you respect a wasp. Putting the two together felt like volunteering to fail at both at once. Then one cold Sunday I had nothing planned, a block of good butter, and the kind of stubbornness that only arrives with the second coffee. By the afternoon I had a loaf that pulled apart in buttery, ribboned sheets, and I have been quietly smug about it ever since.

Brioche feuilletée is exactly what the translation promises: flaky brioche. You take an enriched, eggy, slightly sweet dough and laminate it the way you would a croissant, folding in a slab of butter and rolling it out so the finished loaf bakes up in dozens of thin, distinct layers. It sits in a happy no-man’s-land between the bread shelf and the pastry counter. Cut a slice and it has the open, tearable crumb of viennoiserie, but the richness and golden colour belong squarely to brioche.

The French have a knack for these in-between things, the laminated brioche being one of the most generous. It is the loaf you bring out when you want croissant glamour without rolling forty individual crescents, and it forgives a multitude of small sins because the dough is so rich to begin with.

My twist here is not an ingredient, it is a temperament. The single thing that takes brioche feuilletée from intimidating to genuinely doable is committing to a cold, unhurried approach. Warm dough is the enemy. The moment the butter softens and merges into the dough, your layers vanish and you have, at best, very nice ordinary brioche.

So I chill aggressively and refuse to be rushed. The dough rests overnight before lamination, which firms it and lets the gluten relax so it rolls without fighting back. Between every fold it goes back in the fridge for half an hour, no negotiation. If the kitchen is warm, I work in even shorter bursts and put the rolling pin in the freezer for a few minutes. Laziness, in this one recipe, is a virtue. The breaks are doing the work.

Beat the cold butter into a neat square between two sheets of baking paper, bashing and rolling until it is pliable but still cool. Roll your rested dough into a larger square, set the butter in the middle on the diagonal, and fold the four corners in like an envelope so the butter is fully sealed. From there it is just roll, fold, chill, repeat.

I keep it simple with one double fold (a book fold, where both ends meet in the middle and then close like a book) and one single fold (a straightforward fold into thirds). That gives plenty of layers without the dough becoming a project that eats your whole day. Keep your bench lightly floured, roll firmly but evenly, and if butter starts breaking through, dust the spot and get it back in the fridge. Nobody is grading the rectangles. The oven hides a lot.

Once laminated, roll the dough out one last time. For a loaf, fold or roll it into a tin; for something prettier, cut a long strip, twist it so the layers face up, and coil it into the tin so you get those open, swirled edges that crisp into lacy bits. Prove somewhere warm but not hot until visibly puffy and jiggly, two to three hours depending on your kitchen. This is enriched, laminated dough, so it proves more slowly than plain bread. Do not chase the clock; chase the wobble.

Glaze gently with yolk and milk so you do not deflate it, and if you want a bit of sparkle, pearl sugar or flaked almonds on top earn their keep.

Bake until deeply golden, then have the patience to let it cool. The layers need to set, and a hot slice will smear into something gorgeous but structurally hopeless. Once rested, it tears apart in buttery sheets that need nothing at all, though I will not stop you adding jam.

Day-old slices toast beautifully and turn into a frankly outrageous French toast. Leftovers, if they exist, freeze well wrapped tightly. Make it once and the mystique evaporates entirely. It is fiddly, yes, but it is forgiving fiddly, the best kind, and the payoff is a loaf that makes people assume you trained somewhere expensive.

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Fern
Written by Fern

vo.rs's resident home cook. A firm believer that the best recipes are the classics with one small, clever twist, Fern cooks the way most of us actually do: in a normal kitchen, on a normal weeknight, without a brigade of sous-chefs. Expect generous flavour, honest shortcuts and strong opinions about garlic.