So I had a couple of weeks off from the kitchen, I came home from a weekend away to be asked if I'll make a chocolate birthday cake for me fatha's tennis coach. It's a good thing I was allowed a sleep first or I may have told him where to buy one. Me being me, though, I couldn't resist.
It's just a basic chocolate sponge recipe, single layer (so there's no filling), but the icing is chocolate ganache made with Lindt extra creamy milk chocolate, and the topping is chopped up fudge. It's what the guy asked for and it's what he got.
I can't remember ever making one so fast, I had so little time to get it done, but there it is.
It's not the most elegant (but at least this one isn't a brick!), and I have to admit the piping isn't my best, but I get the feeling it will all go down just as easily.
I only had a tiny bit of the ganache left over to have on a tiny bit of offcut. Really. This time I didn't pipe the leftovers straight into my mouth (yes, it's been known!), and dad is under strict instructions to eat the remaining offcuts before I eat them myself. I don't see it as being a problem. In fact they're probably already down his neck.
I'm considering making some pink cakes and biccies this weekend to sell at work (or wherever they can be sold) for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Hmmmm.... Eton Mess Cupcakes? Raspberry Ripple Traybake? Strawberry Shortcake Slices?
Watch this space ;)
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