Not just for love, chocolates and all the commercial stuff, but Valentine’s Day is also my Grandma’s day! In Poland you get to celebrate not only your birthday, but your saint’s Name Day. Seeing as my Grandma’s name is Valentine …
So I had a beautiful idea; bake a red cake, cut little heart shapes out of it and then bake another white cake around it. When you sliced into the cake, you’d get little surprise hearts. Delightful, heart warming and not too difficult. Not quite how it went down though.
First, I made a simple cake batter and dyed it red with food colouring. I poured it into some mini silicon loaf pans (which I’d never used). After about seven minutes in the oven, the train started coming undone. See for yourself. It was such a disaster that I had to introduce it to YouTube.
To sum it up, the outer part of the cake was baked long before the middle, to the point that a little volcano formed, spurting raw batter out the top, forming that lovely looking protrusion on the cakes.
Hoping that not all was lost, I carried on with my plan and cut the volcano cake into hearts.
Once all the heart slices were cut and arranged, the plan was to fill the pan with white cake batter and bake. “Here, use this,” smiles my mother as she hands me a box of cake mix. Sure, it’s easy and quick, what could go wrong? Well, when you’re not sure if the box of cake mix is still good to use, it can go horribly wrong. The first issue was that the white cake mix didn’t quite cover the hearts.
Notice the bottoms of the hearts poking up through the mix. I figured the cake has to rise, right? The bottoms will get encased in cake, right? Wrong.
I should mention, the same volcano effect was seen with this cake, so I have to question several things:
- Was the box mix out of date?
- Did I use the correct temperature?
- Does the oven have hot spots?
- Did I use to much baking soda with the first cakes?
Regardless, I kept going (brave or stupid, I’m not sure which) and turned the cake upside down to take it out of the pan.
It was right about now that I realized I had neither greased nor floured the pan. Makes sense that a chunk of cake welded itself onto the bottom.
My ever helpful mom scraped it off the bottom with a spatula, held it up so we could assess the damage (and take a picture) and then we promptly fixed it.
Frustrated by the numerous issues, I decided to wait to ice the cake.
Curiousity got the better of us and we wanted to see how the secret hearts turned out, so we decided to cut into the middle. You could always ice over it, no one would be the wiser. So we cut into the cake to find …
Hearts surrounded by raw cake.
*Insert swearing and table flip*
That was last night. This morning I toyed with the idea of getting up early, doing it all over again, maybe getting the result I wanted ….
got lazy decided to boost my confidence and make scones instead. With a Valentine’s twist ofcourse.
Who better to share all this with than a happy family?
Hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine’s Day!