Bless my husband’s heart…
Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup CAKE
He had to share his birthday with the observance of the Resurrection of The King.
And Easter baskets.
I figured since I didn’t plan him a party, or get him a present (OK, I kind-of did… I found some habañero sauce at World Market… so I picked up a bottle and called it a present…The man loves him some hot sauce. I mean, clearly… LOOK WHO HE MARRIED).
Yadda, yadda… I figured I should make him a cake that would knock his socks off.
(Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup CAKE)
Also, we were celebrating The Easters at my sister-in-love’s house and she is a master cake-maker (Seriously. She made THIS.) (INSANE) (AMAZING) (I BOW)
So. CLEARLY I couldn’t just bake a cake and slap on some canned frosting.
Knowing my Love’s love for all things peanut butter and chocolate, I Googled the heck out of “Reese’s peanut butter cake” and every other way of Goggling the words chocolate, cake, peanut butter and myocardial infarction.
I should have known the interwebz would send me to Bakerella.
And she guided me through the process of making one of the best cakes I have ever made in my life.
EVER.
In fact, my bro-in-law… one who is not so-much a fan of the peanut butter and chocolate said, “This was like eating a baby angel…”
If you would like to create your own baby angel to eat – you will find Bakerella’s recipe here.
I have 2 things to add:
- I doubled the frosting recipe
- Because I was afraid there wouldn’t be enough frosting
- I used a 9 inch pan instead of an 6 inch (like Bakerella did)
- I had some “settling” issues with the frosting… it was oily.
- I am a capable baker, but not a sciency baker… so I am not sure what I did in the frosting making process.
- The frosting was IN.CUH.REDIBLE (dark chocolate, heavy whipping cream and peanut butter – hello?!), but when refrigerated, the oil did that thing that oil does when it gets chilled. So, I have some research to do. I will not sleep until I do.
- That’s not true. I need my beauty sleep.
- Despite this one beauty flaw… it still tasted like a baby angel, though.
- Picture show was pre-refrigeration. And the cups kept trying to fall off the sides.
- But I won.
- And probably gained a few pounds.
- Baby angels are dense. Who knew?
- That was 12 things. Not 2. Now 13. Oh well. Counting is overrated.
*Originally published April 2012*