Yesterday was my dad’s birthday.
It was also the day that I attempted baking my first birthday cake.
The cake looked like it could be showcased in the window of your corner bakery.
How was the taste?
It was okay. My family gave this cake raving reviews. It was moist and flavorful. The icing was fantastic. But, it contained sour cream which kind of threw me off. I went with it anyway. I don’t know if it is just the thought of sour cream in the icing or if it actually had a hint of a tangy flavor but the icing did not sit well with me. This cake needed to be served with vanilla ice cream to be enjoyed up to it’s full potential.
I am not trying to bash on this cake by any means. I am just not a birthday cake person. I prefer a fudge-like consistency to my baked goods. Or I could throw all of that out the window and let you in on a little secret…
I don’t like most baked goods hardly at all. Or let me rephrase that. I love to bake it but not to eat it. Honestly, I would choose a few dumle or wine gums over a cupcake any day.
Swedish candy is one out of the two top reasons why I am counting down the days until I leave for Sweden. The second is Hans. Yep, I am a candy lover. So sue me. I am sure they are full of HFCS and other naughty goodness but to be quite frank. I don’t care. I love my candy and I won’t stop eating it because some one tells me that I should. Who am I to take away such a pleasure?
Moving on. Back to the birthday cake. My dad loved it and despite his stubbornness for unwanted attention, enjoyed his birthday celebration.
What is your favorite candy? I can’t get enough of almost all of the candy in Sweden and of course my childhood favorite, Reese’s.