Let’s Hear It For Catastrophic Cake Failure
This started off as a cake, I swear!
I’m sorry to say I killed a cake earlier this week. And not only that, it was a birthday cake. Being as the Man With The Hidden Talents is a fan of both coffee and chocolate, I decided that for his birthday I’d try the Mahogany Cake out of Rebecca Rather’s Pastry Queen cookbook. (I have, by the way, yet to make a recipe out of this cookbook that I didn’t like.)
The problem was, well, me. I was a trifle too impatient to actually wait for the cake to cool adequately before taking it out of the tube pan. Unfortunately, hot cake = floppy cake. Oops. You can imagine what happened next. So I made the glaze and drizzled it on top. This was the result. I actually considered making a second cake, but frankly, it looks pretty decadent like this, doesn’t it? I let the boy help me glaze it (somehow the sloppiness of the cake made the whole process that much more fun), and we served it up with big spoons. I might actually have to do this again sometime. No, it’s not exactly fit for company, but could it possibly look this sinful if it was all in one piece?
