Olof’s birthday was Tuesday, and I was charged with the task of baking the “tastiest cake ever.” I don’t know that I succeeded, but this cake should surely make the short list for any tasty-cake prize.
It’s not the prettiest cake ever, I grant you, but man, did that thing go down easy. It was a four-layer chocolate cake filled with, in order from the bottom up, mocha buttercream, almond buttercream, and chocolate buttercream, with a ganache poured over the top. We ate about half of it not long after it was made, and chilled the rest until yesterday. It was good the first night, but the second day it was positively heavenly. If I make it again, I think I’ll do it a day in advance and let it sit in the fridge overnight before serving it.
Oh, and the tulips there? He braved some seriously sub-zero temperatures to bring those to me, on his birthday. What a guy.
I love him. He is awesome. Oh, and I think I’ll have me a slice of that cake! Yum! Would you pass on Happy Birthday wishes?
Oh that looks amazing! I think I finally have the hang of cooking in Sweden! Unlucky for me, my Swede isn’t a normal Swede at all. He doesn’t like eating cakes, cookies or godis! So I have the unfortunate task of cooking delicious things, and eating them all by myself! Haha! You’ll have to share the recipe! Looks like something I could eat! 🙂