Sunday, October 10, 2010

Familial Influence and the Slippery Slope of Confection

Way back in March, my sister-in-law documented on her infamous blog the perfection of whoopie pie filling.  Last summer, as a honeymoon send-off treat for my newlywed sister and brother-in-law, Mom and I whipped up a batch of whoopie pies.  I suggested we try out the new filling recipe that boasts no egg whites and loads of butter.  We searched out the online recipe, copied amounts and multiplied them meticulously.

Much to our chagrin, we overlooked the instruction to mix in the butter and sugar "when the milk has cooled to room temperature" and ended up with a triple (or quadruple?) batch of rich, runny icing that undoubtedly would not have stayed between its chocolate layers. Mom sent me home with a large container of the botched batch, which sat in my freezer for several months.

Several weeks ago, at an annual gathering of my husband's female relatives and honorary relatives, my mother-in-law was singing the praises of pretty layered cakes like the ones they made for her parents' anniversary bash some years back.  Fancy, frosted layer cakes may be worth gold at the corner bakery these days, but they're common fare in my mother-in-law's kitchen. When I got home and spied the glass cake plate she'd given me, I was inspired.

With visions of a whoopie pie cake daintily perched on its crystal stage, I went to work, making the simplest chocolate crazy cake in my repertoire and unearthing the runny icing from the deep freeze.

The results, though tasty, were precarious at best...

...and soon resembled an earthquake zone.

 I scrambled to move it to a more stable location...

...before the top layer's demise was complete.
Thanks, sis-in-law J, mom, and mom-in-law for your respective roles in teaching me that layer cakes are not my forte! 


  1. Oh my. I laughed my head off!

    Don't give up layer cakes! You CAN do it! (It does help, regarding keeping the layers from complete disintegration, if you cut off the extra high part of the cake and put the butts together.)

    But presentation does not affect taste. And I would've taken a piece of that cake in a heartbeat!

  2. I love this post. Love it. Love it. Love it. Because that is exactly what cakes I have made look like.

  3. All I can say is that laughter is good for the soul!

  4. My favorite part of this is that you took pictures.

  5. Well, I think it's spectacular!


  6. The photo credits go to my husband, who knows blog post material when he sees it!--ME