Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

A Whopper of a Birthday!

 
Five decades, a half a century, 50 years... however you put it, turning fifty is a big deal. It's not the numerical label itself that is the most important part. It's the countless years of love and experience that the number represents that is truly important. Even though I've only been around for 20 of my dad's prolific 50 years, I have been the recipient of a half a century's worth of knowledge, lessons and insight. Even when I'm frustrated or downtrodden, he offers a quip of uplifting yet logical advice that picks me up and puts me back on my path. Every single one of his years has been utilized to its full potential as he strives to improve himself, the lives of his patients, and the wellbeing of his family. Even though he feels he gets gipped (half the gifts... sorry Dad), its only appropriate that my Dad's birthday falls so close to Father's Day each year. This time of the year just exemplifies how being a dad is an integral part of my father's identity. And I have to say, he does a pretty good job!

 
Since the whole family has been going in different directions all summer, we made an effort to reserve a special Saturday to enjoy a big family dinner in celebration of my Dad's birthday and Father's day. We wrapped all his presents, planned a delicious grilled lunch, and, of course, made a special cake. My mom, sister and I split the tasks for optimal efficiency ( or waited until the last minute and ran around the house and kitchen in a mad frenzy). Regardless, with the help of some wrapping paper, some fresh fruit and vegetables, and a few cuts of delicious meat, the lunch came together well. It was a great opportunity for my family to sit in the warm summer sun, catch up on the craziness of the previous months, and eat some delicious foods. My Dad seemed pretty pleased with his gifts (OK... maybe not the deodorant) and, surprisingly enough, the chocolate mess of a cake that I made for him.

 
WARNING: I am NOT a cake baker, decorator, or eater. Give me a mess free bowl of ice cream and I am the happiest person in the world, but making and eating cake just results in stress and disaster. This cake was no exception. The plan was solid. I quizzed my mom on what my dad liked, thoroughly. 
 
"What candy does he like?"
 
"Whoppers"
 
"What kind of cake?"
 
"Plain white cake"
 
"Do you have a good white cake recipe?"
 
"He just likes box cake."
 
"BOX cake? Really?" (I am an ardent from-scratcher)
 
"Yes, Duncan Hines White Cake."
 
"Ugh, OK."
 
(This is an abridged version, but you get the idea.)
 
The problem was the execution....
The baking portion went well. The cakes (despite their pre-made boxiness) came out of the oven pretty and smelling lovely.
 
The frosting prep went well. The chocolate malt frosting came out with just the right sweetness (as proof by the numerous fingerfuls that both my sister and my mom stole from the bowl).
 
Even the actual frosting of the cake went fairly well. The icing was a little uneven and I was a bit heavy handed, but hey, at least there wasn't any cake peeking through.
 
Enter ganache.... I had less than an hour until I had to leave for work and the ganache had only been cooling in the freezer for about fifteen minutes. That's enough for a thick layer, right? WRONG.  I poured the ganache the top of the cake and a messy, chocolate waterfall erupted. There was chocolate everywhere, on the counter, on the bottom of the plate, on the floor and a little managed to stay on the cake. Let's just say, clean-up was not my favorite thing. Two chocolate-covered kitchen towels later, the cake was safely stored in the freezer and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. NEVER LET ME BAKE A CAKE AGAIN!!!
 
But the smile on my Dad's face as he bit into the cake was worth it.

White Whopper Cake
Cake
 
1 box Duncan Hines White Cake (follow box ingredients and instructions)
 
- baked in 2 9" round pans
 
Chocolate Malt Frosting ( adapted from Bakergirl )
- 1 cup butter, softened
- 1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
- 3/4 cup heavy whipping cream
- 1/2 chocolate malt powder (I used Ovaltine)
- 5 cups confectioners' sugar
 
To make the frosting, in a large bowl, beat butter and cocoa powder at medium speed with an electric mixer until creamy.

In a small bowl, combine cream and malted milk powder, stirring to dissolve. Add cream mixture to butter mixture, beating at low speed to combine. Gradually beat in confectioners' sugar until smooth.
Ganache Topping
 
3/4 cup heavy cream
3/4 cup chocolate chips
 
To make ganache, bring heavy cream to a boil in a small sauce pan. As soon as it starts to boil, remove from heat and pour over chocolate chips. Let the mixture sit (unmixed for 10 minutes). After 10 minutes, stir the mixture until well combined. Allow the ganache to cool to desired consistency before pouring over cake (and make sure you have the base of the cake prepared for ganache overflow).
 
For Decoration
1/2 cup chopped whoppers
more whoppers for decoration
 
To assemble cake
 
Frost the first layer of the cake with 1/4 of the icing. Sprinkle the chopped whoppers over this layer of icing. Cover with the second layer and frost the entire cake, starting with the top and moving to the sides (this makes a THICK layer of icing). Drizzle the slightly cooled ganache over the cake (you can do this any way you want, like a waterfall or just a simple drizzle). Decorate the top of the cake with a few more whoppers.
 





Friday, May 10, 2013

Twenty is the new twelve, right?

 
My Human Development class this year spent a decent amount of time discussing the fairly recent concept of Emerging Adulthood. As children grow up and pursue higher education, they are delaying their development into full blown adults by allowing themselves more time for identity discovery. As my professor informed us about this fascinating new life stage, he reminded us that we are all in the throes of this very stage of development. And BANG... it hit me. I am approaching that scary, intimidating period of my life called adulthood. The very thought of it made me want to fly back to Neverneverland and never ever leave!
 
As it turns out, I wasn't the only one of my friends who felt the pressure of adulthood. My best friend recently turned 20 (yep, she kissed those teenage years goodbye, whether or not she was ready to leave them). Though I wished her Happy Birthday (via text, facebook and of course, the classic hallmark card), she still expressed a hint of sadness over the feeling of.. well... feeling OLD.
 
With May being the month of birthdays amongst my friends, I've had a lot of time to think about turning 20 (though, thankfully I still have more than two months to fully accept it). I told my mom that I was concerned and she said, "What?! Your twenties are great! I just turned 50!" So I guess when you put it into perspective, the twenties aren't so bad. You're young, adventurous and you bring that youth and excitement into the adult world. It's not adulthood that changes you, it's your youthful perspective that changes modern adulthood. So, let us emerge, strong, proud, and maybe a little awkward from our teenage years and embrace being adults.
 


 
As I mentioned, my best friend turned 20 a few days ago. And when I say best friend, I mean it. We bonded over crayons in kindergarten and have been inseparable ever since. I was worried that as we went off to college, we would begin to grow apart, finding different interests, different lives. Luckily, though we have found different interests, we have lots of similarities to bind us together. We both have found solace in religion, we love to play Frisbee and we even enjoy snacking on cereal. Another thing we both love is the classic peanut butter and chocolate combination. To remind her of our past and future friendship, I decided to bake some decadent peanut butter and chocolate cake balls for a birthday treat.

 
I didn't realize the cake ball process was so time intensive. I baked the cake, crumbled it, made the icing, mixed the icing and cake, rolled the cake balls and froze them all the day before. 

 Then came the dipping... The chocolate looks so deliciously innocent obediently dripping off that spatula, doesn't it? Well, its totally faking. By the time I was done dipping the cake balls, there was chocolate splattered everywhere. I used about 20 toothpicks trying to coax the chocolate neatly onto the balls. In my attempt to smooth out the chocolate, I added half and half and the whole mixture congealed! Ha, chocolate, innocent, SWEET, ha... LIES!


Luckily, they came out well and I hope my best friend enjoyed them! Peanut butter and chocolate is not only the perfect treat, but the perfect analogy for our friendship. She's sweet and smooth, I'm a little nutty, and, together, we make an awesome pair!