When I took the Wilton I course, I was so pathetic with a piping bag that rosettes were completely outside of my comprehension - so I never tried them again. Until last week, when I just spontaneously knew how to do them.
These cupcakes marked the first time I’ve ever not had one single cupcake left over at the end of a party. I didn’t even get to try one.
I promise that I didn’t rub dirt on the cake. That’s Special Dark baking cocoa. It was a much more elegant effect than I was expecting.
This is a classic from a few years back; I made these cakes for a Hail & Farewell party at my husband’s command. Kassy (I didn’t realize until YEARS later that I’d spelled her name wrong) was transferring to Italy; Jim came to Japan (about a year before we did).
FYI, Jim was, and is, a dear family friend. I cooked his wife’s first “real American Thanksgiving” (holy hell, no pressure there, right?), and he gave my older son his first set of drumsticks. So the “we don’t give a f*** about you” vibe of the cake is all in good fun.
The Cassie cake was the first time I ever tried a tiramisu-inspired layer cake; and the Jim cake was the first time I hit upon the formula for The Perfect Chocolate Cake. Mmmm…tiramisu…nobody ever orders it, but I make it for myself every year on my birthday. Because TIRAMISU. Kahlua and cream cheese, y’all.