After my last cake came out so nicely, I decided to take my day off and make another cake to bring to my grandmother’s for dinner. Appropriately I chose “The Grammy Cake” from this delightful book. There aren’t any pictures of the finished cake included in the book, but based on the recipe I was picturing an elegant chocolate bundt cake ever so artfully drizzled with ganache. The grown up version of always requesting chocolate cake chocolate frosting on your birthday.
That image clearly did not manifest in the final product. Everything seemed fine when I got the cake out of the oven. It had risen nearly all the way and was cooked completely through. But when it came time to remove the cake from the pan it was not to be. I SWEAR TO YOU I greased the pan thoroughly, but that sucker was not moving. My dad had to help me get the cake out and let’s just say we owe my mom a new bundt pan. I abandoned any concept of having a graceful cake and leaned hard on the baking-a-cake-after-a-long-evening-of-preparing-for-Model-UN-in-10th-grade vibe.
The good news is it’s fucking delicious. My dad and I split the crumbly top part with some of the extra ganache and it truly is a delicious chocolate cake. The cake is not too sweet, and the ganache really kicks it up. I plan on having some ice cream with it when I finally have a proper slice. They can’t all be beauties.