Some things are pretty darned awesome as-is. Others, well, get better with age. George Clooney, for one. Definitely better with age. Gingerbread is like the George Clooney of cakes and quickbreads. The day it's baked, you don't taste much of anything. It's the second and third days, when the ginger has permeated the whole thing, that things really get cooking. And your palms start sweating. Pulse racing. Oh wait. Fine, fine, back to the cake!
Even better? There are just so many ways to serve this cake. I know Dorie chose to enrobe it in a bittersweet chocolate glaze, but I needed something a little different. Whipped cream. Layer cakes filled with whipped cream. Cute little mini layer cakes, made with a round cookie cutter after baking the cake up in a pyrex. (Don't forget the sprinkles!)
What to do with all the scraps though? While I suggested little parfaits in wine tasting-sized wine glasses, the boyfriend had other ideas.
Cake scraps + whipped cream + spoon = perfect bite. Or at least in his mind, apparently. And while I got a funny photo of him trying to run and hide from the camera while devouring his bite, he complained so pathetically that I decided not to embarrass him on the blog :-P
Last Week: Pear Surprise Cake
Next Week: Korova Cookies (this will make the third time these things have made it onto the blog - think I like them?)