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Born and bred in a small New England town, I am convinced that I know something about everything, and that my opinion matters. If only to me. Well, you'll see what I mean. And I love to knit, so you'll see what kind of things I'm doing when I should be vacuuming the living room.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Birthday Fail

From the annals of my ever-growing list of holiday fails, I present the lastest chapter.

It started when Sistah found this awesome cake pan on the Williams-Sonoma website. "How perfect would this be for Emmy Bo's birthday?!" she asked, gleeful that the PERFECT cake had been found.

If you've ever met Emmaline Beaudalaire, you would know that she's an Oreo FIEND. She is a wee chocolate monster, if you will. Naturally, her first choice for a cake would be chocolate, and to find a pan that makes an Oreo cake? Priceless. Plus, Grandpa's an Oreo hound himself and we could make it pull double-duty and get our money's worth.

Of course if any of you reading this are bakers, you can see where this is going. Take a good look at the pan. Yeah, that's a lot of pretty deep crevices there, my friend. You ain't kidding about that.

But I'm a good baker, if nothing else! I dutifully took my small pastry brush and worked soft butter into each and every groove and curve and detail. Then I liberally dusted it with cocoa powder and tapped off the excess just like the directions said to. I melted the butter and chocolate, whisked the ingredients, beat the eggs and sugar...I did it all to spec. I didn't vary one iota from the recipe on the box. I took it out when there were a few crumbs sticking to the toothpick and let it rest for 15 minutes before turning it out.

Here's what happened. The second one was worse and came out in no less than three pieces.

So I grabbed my coat and my keys and took 20 bucks from The Breadwinner and headed to the store. Laden with provisions, I snatched victory from the jaws of defeat.

Not every six-year-old gets a Birthday Trifle, but then since day one Emma Elaine's been...unique. A special "cake" for a special girl! Happy birthday my wee angel!

*** You want the recipe? Okay, first bake a cake and screw it up when turning it out of the pan. You can do this with brownies as well, or heck, even a cake that does turn out okay that you just lost your ambition to frost. Don't judge me, it happens. When it's cool, crumble it up and separate it into two neat piles. Make up a box of instant chocolate pudding. Whip up a pint of whipping cream to which you've added anywhere from a tablespoon to a quarter cup of sugar and a splash of vanilla. I go with soft peaks but that's how I roll. Now, put the crumbled up cake in the bottom of your trifle dish (or your sister's trifle dish, or a big bowl, whatever you got) and squirt some Hershey's syrup on it. Top it with half the pudding, then half the whipped cream. Now spread some crushed Oreos on top of that. (I was going with a theme here. This step is a good place for any kind of crushed candy bar as well...I'm partial to Heath bars and they come in convenient bags in the baking aisle.) Repeat with the second half of your ingredients, cover and refrigerate. Enjoy! Feeds enough for the whole Lord's congregation.


Blogger ChestyLove said...

I bet if you looked on line (or even under the "comments" section of WS) you'll find people who've been suckered in by that cake pan and had equal or even more horrendous results.

I'd write a letter to WS and tell them their cake pan sucked donkey balls.

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