I like baking.
It’s gratifying, in that I not only get to make something but I get to make something consumable that sometimes looks pretty cool, too. Plus, I have a sweet tooth like you wouldn’t believe!
Two of my friends had birthdays the same week and I felt compelled to bake for the occasions. My friend Eryn went home with about three dozen Chocolate Salted-Caramel Mini Cupcakes, which she said made her very happy. They were yummy, I have to say, even if I did mess up the caramel and it ended up a little grainy. *sigh* She had no complaints, though, and genuinely seemed to enjoy them in spite of the not-so-gooey middles. I completely forgot to snap pictures of them, so you’ll have to take my word that they were incredibly cute. (Confession: Some of the chocolate buttercream got too warm and when I piped it on the cupcakes looked a little poo-ish. I may have eaten the evidence.)
Next up was my friend Sarah’s birthday and I made her a cake from one of my favorite cookbooks, The Whimsical Bakehouse. I used their recipe for House Buttercream and have to say that it’s still not my favorite. I think it’s not a good match for Southern summers. It tends to be a little on the soft side so it doesn’t hold up very well to dam the filling (the cake was supposed to be tilted at a rakish angle).
The cake, as a whole, was so yummy, though! I made a raspberry mousse filling (also from the cookbook) that’s been a hit with everyone who’s tasted it. (Confession: I spread the excess filling on the cake trimmings to snack on while the crumb coat is setting.) I rode to the shop to take it to Sarah on her birthday, in the rain, and held on to the cake plate really hoping I would not have to stop abruptly and watch it slide into my dashboard, since it was too tall to fit in my cake carrier. “Sorry, officer, I was trying to save this cake!”