So we’ve never been big Valentines Day celebrators, but somehow we always end up doing something small anyways (dinner, small gifts, whatever). So this year I decided I’d cook up a little something cause L was working all weekend long. One of my friends at work is a big cook/baker and she was talking about some of her favorite cakes and one caught my eye/ear, The Darkest Chocolate Crepe Cake. So I figured I’d give it a go.
I was warned that this one would take a while so Friday night I stayed up past when Lauren went to bed (which was not a struggle since L was solidly snorking by 8:30) and whipped up the crepe batter. I did my best to be quiet and had to clean up/ wash and dry all the bowls and utensils so that there was no evidence of my nighttime kitchen escapades.
After putting a few Saturday OT hours in the office (yea yea I know many of you are wondering, “Andy, how could you skip a week of shredding the powdery gnar?!” But sacrifices must be made for those you love… aaand it was Presidents Day weekend which is the most crowded ski weekend of the year. So I took my first break of the season.) I rushed home to bang this joker out. I won’t bore yall with all the details, but they weren’t kidding about the intensity involved in baking this bad boy up. I started around 2 and between making the crepes, the filling, and the choc glaze and then assembly it barely had time to set up in the fridge before L walked in the door at 7:30.
The girl at work who gave me the recipe insisted that I take pics so here goes.
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Told you them jokers were ugly. Lauren laughed real hard when I brought them (I think it was supposed to be one, tall cake, but once it started doing a decent impersonation of the Leaning Tower of Pisa I made the management call to make a second cake) out of the fridge. But she said liked em more looking like ugly stacks of funky pancakes (her words not mine) than if they’d been all pristine. (But I think that’s kinda like your Momma telling you that you looked good in those olive, corduroy britches.)
But the cakes tasted great. I mean there’s enough butter, sugar, and heavy cream in this bad boy to clog up the arteries (among other anatomical regions) just by looking at them, so you can’t go too wrong.
I took the shorter cake into work along with the pics and received good reviews there too.
If you’re interested in your own attempt, http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/darkest-chocolate-crepe-cake.
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5 comments:
I always knew you had a little of Martha in you!
Brian
You made me lol! very sweet and thoughtful though :)
Andy, that was the sweetest, thoughtfulest (yes, I know it is should be "most thoughtful", but that didn't flow) thing ever (can you pass some hints along to G-man?)! I can just see the grin on Lauren's face! I KNOW she felt loved and appreciated no matter how ugly them suckers were. Any guy that ATTEMPTS Martha gets 4 stars from me. Way to spell out love to your wife in a creative way!
Way to go Andy! We are very impressed! :)
I sooooooooo laughed OUT LOUD when I saw this...... I love you sooooooooooo much for giving it a shot.....and dear Lily.....sporting her balloon....you both are such troopers......who could ask for more!!! See you in less than a month!!!
love,
mk
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