When Bad Things Happen to Good Cake
Don't you just hate it when your bundt cake pan doesn't cooperate and you just have a couple of hours before needing to leave for a party with a dessert? Especially when that said pan has been working fine for years, without even the slightest boo-boo?Well, a few weeks ago, when going to a friend's birthday party i ran into more than a little boo-boo making a Vanilla Spice Swirl Cake from Get it Ripe. Not sure what happened inside while baking, and it could have been because i 'swirled' the batter too much, but my poor cake did not fall out of the pan happily.
So, instead of just throwing it out and trying to make something else from scratch, i figured 'well, the cake tastes good and is cooked, so why toss it?' So, i recalled a recipe for a triffle i did, from My Sweet Vegan, and my quick thinking turned into this - a pudding cake! Almost as good as what i first planned it to be. With a few chocolate shavings and sprinkles of cinnamon on top, i even fooled myself.Labels: vegan baking
posted by vania @ 3:42 PM
3 Comments:
You know what I've found? That I can make the same thing over and over again for my family and it turns out great every time BUT when I decide to make it for a potluck or something THAT's when it's likely to go wrong! Murphy's Law?
I made a bundt cake once for my knitting group - and it was not coming out of it's mold the way i intended! BUT, everything had to be cut up for easy eating so i was able to salvage the good bits! Clean, floured pans seem to help!
oh no vania! i was just scrolling down your blog and stopped at this photograph, recognizing those precise shades of cake swirled together. i have had that cake turn out the same way before - either it was because i didn't oil and flour the pan uber-carefully OR i tried to knock it out of the pan too soon or unevenly. the worst for me was always when that'd happen at the vegan restaurant where i invented the cake recipe.
one time i took such a broken-but-not-too-broken cake to a bell orchestre concert and in exchange for putting me on the guest list, it was devoured in the dressing room - we didn't even use plates or forks, so no one much minded the broken bits!
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