So, when wee Alex had his birthday, he came to me. What did he say? “Can you make me a Guinness Cake? Please?” Once again, this cake met and exceeded expectations of wonderfulness – not too sweet, not too dry, and wonderfully overwhelming. Alex, of course, is in his 20’s, and refers to his hands as paws, and is certainly not wee. He’s even engaged to be married! (shh! he’s not telling too many people, as it’s an international thing, and nobody knows when they’ll be able to sort out the visas and all that)
This time I followed the full recipe (plus vanilla bean, cinnamon, and nutmeg) instead of Anne’s Version, and baked it in the 16-inch, square pan. I then cut it in 4, layering ganache in between, and coated the whole thing in ganache. It barely fit into the cake keeper.
In the office, there was a whole 5 minutes in which nobody talked, and all that could be heard was Jim, humming away happily. It was quite amazing.
It was 21°C / 70°F today, in Glasgow. With 69% humidity. It was horrifying. How will we ever adapt to California again?
LOL! That’s great everyone enjoyed the cake.
Paz
YUM!
Mmmmm, Guinness cake. My fav! I have made it for several birthdays and special events. Made Guinness cupcakes for a bake sale this week and a few weeks ago, I had a special request for Guinness Wedding Cake, so I think its a successful recipe! 🙂
I know what you mean about the 5 minutes of silence, happens every time! 😉
Ah, the wee wolfling’s little …um… paw. Sheesh.
That great big boy was once somebody’s “wee babby.” I remind myself of this when I see those hands.
ALSO: I am SO getting your office paper plates. Who on God’s earth serves cake on paper napkins?! You people need an office manager.