Tasting this cake, and blushing from the Kirsch, I was reminded of so many things. Amazingly moist and moreish.įantasy : Once overtime and union fees had been negotiated, the mice happily went to work, piecing together the dress that she was to wear to the ball.įact : I searched every drawer in the house for a small candle to fix on top of the cake before cutting into it, but it appears I don’t own any just the emergency supersized candles with 4 – 5 wicks. I had initial reservations about the sponge, until I tasted it after letting it cool for an hour or two. The chocolate sponge component is from Heston’s ultimate Black Forest cake recipe, which appears in his Fat Duck cookbook. Cubes of Kirsch flavoured chocolate jellies and dehydrated chocolate cake crumbs add a juicy, boozy burst and chocolate crunch respectively. My version is composed of a chocolate cake doused with cherry syrup, topped with cherry brandy mousse, bitter dark chocolate mousse, cherries and pools of chocolate sauce. But I got to thinking about it again, as one does any childhood memory, the further you travel away from being aged 9 or even 19. Somewhere along the way however, this cake fell out of favour (or flavour). I suspect I even spent five years learning German in high school just so I could say Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte with conviction.

It turned out to be quite a disappointing birthday. One year, mom talked me into picking a fruit flan, for the sake of trying something different. Every year I would request it from the same cake shop, for my birthday. For many years, it was my favourite childhood cake. Sorry, but I’m a locavore who only eats biodynamic and organic these days, she said.įact : It’s been a long time since I last made a Black Forest cake, and an even longer time since I’d eaten one. This year, I also decided to quietly bake myself a cake.įantasy : She refused the glossy red apple the old woman offered her. Vaguely in the same month, my family will congregate at a restaurant for dinner, and the boy will get me a gift. I don’t usually bother to celebrate my birthday in any big way. Kids these days? I believe I have been known to use that phrase several times, without a trace of irony. It’s nauseating how cliched we become as we get older. Come inside, my dears, I have DSLR cameras you can use to take pictures of the house with.įact : A few weeks ago, I advanced another year in my life. An old woman beckoned to us from the front window. Right now, I am happy to attempt to convey my emotions through the things I bake.įantasy : We approached the cottage built entirely from gingerbread. We don’t have any writers in the family (and I’m sure you won’t hear many Asian parents bemoaning that fact). Someone who is proficient in conjuring up fact or fantasy. In a past or future life, I’d like to imagine myself as an accomplished writer. (Black Forest Gateau with cherry chocolate jelly)

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