Salted Caramel Cake
I made one yesterday from a recipe in a magazine. It called for 8 yolks and 4 eggs, nearly four cups of sugar and 1/2 pound of salted butter for the cake alone. The icing was three cups of brown sugar and two cups of confectioner's sugar and more than a pound of salted butter. It had five layers with more than a cup of icing between each layer. I know -- that's not even sort of gross. I felt guilty making it, especially given that it was for a crowd of fifty-somethings. I guess there's a case to be made that given the fires just to the south, the crude oil spillage in a nearby neighborhood (where, evidently an above-ground pipe burst and crude oil was knee-deep in some places), the outrageously dry and hot conditions here, the insistence by many that global warming is a liberal hoax, the Clippers fiasco, the rumors of Beyonce and Jay-Z having trouble -- well, why the hell not eat Salted Caramel Cake? And throw some rose petals on top that you've plucked off a wilting rosebush as a final devil-may-care gesture.
Let us eat cake.
It's a beautiful cake! And I say, if it's gonna make you feel better to have a decadent slice of that, so much the better. (Thank God I can't eat cake, or I'd be tempted to make it even though it's only 84 here today).
ReplyDeleteOmg! that looks divine! So buttery and flaky. I want one!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely! I'll have a thick slice please.
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Bonnie
I am not a cake person in general and I want some of that. :)
ReplyDeleteLet me grab my plate.
ReplyDeleteLooks absolutely scrumptious.
ReplyDeleteAnd the devil may not care at all. He's so nicely liberal that way.
You and I are on the same wavelength today. I would eat that whole cake. You and I would talk all night and drink a whole bottle.
ReplyDeleteWe can squabble over it like chickens. It looks - and sounds - heavenly, rose petals purely for flair. Mmmm mmmmm. xo
ReplyDeleteWhy not indeed. A perfect cake.
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ReplyDeleteYUM.
ReplyDeleteThat is the sort of cake where all you need is a sliver and you shiver from the deliciousness and are satisfied.
ReplyDeleteI would eat the hell out of that cake right about now.
ReplyDeleteI'd eat that cake with you. And fight over the last forkful. And then I'd go into a sugar-coma and you could scrape up the last swipes of frosting and eat a few rose petals while you're at it. Some days call for excess. You've got it down with this cake!
ReplyDeleteYou're awesome.
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