This buttery moist cake is soaked in an orange and rum syrup then layered with a white chocolate and mascarpone cream. The result is a delightfully airy dessert with a symphony of flavors.
Yesterday was quite the day, and by ‘quite the day’ of course I mean that essentially nothing went according to plan, expectation, or intent.
To start things off, yesterday was the Birthday of Yours Truly, and of course your self-styled gourmet had some very ‘gourmet plans’ for herself. In short, I wanted to conduct a regular ‘tour de force’ for my special day. I had planned out a spread of delicious appetizers, a photogenic ‘Living the Gourmet Dinner,’ and a of course a cake worthy of my social media channels. Yes, I wanted to fully and thoroughly celebrate my own birthday, because if indeed ‘You are your own best advocate,’ then I am also my own best party and menu planner.
I even went so far as to save most of the shopping for yesterday morning, because I wanted to be sure that everything on hand was as fresh as possible, and because I also had two errands that needed to be run that morning anyway.
However, the river also had plans for itself. Yes, the river intended on ‘celebrating’ itself as well in all of its murkily aquatic spitefulness. Granted, I knew about these ‘river plans’ well in advance, but in true Northeast “I’ll be Fine, The Weather Can’t Hurt Me” fashion, I left that morning just as the tide was rising, intending to ‘beat the flood’ back to my home…and of course I was right, nothing was indeed ‘hurt,’ except my plans.
That said, I’m sure you can guess what happened…or maybe you can’t. Cue up two very solid delays during my errands, and very poorly timed chat with a lovely acquaintance, and I ended up being blockaded off by a wall of water from my own home…and by ‘my own home’ I mean several full residential blocks from my home.
Yes, I ended up riding around aimlessly with a trunk full of perishable food waiting to be able to get back home, helplessly watching the day fade away. Indeed, by the time I was finally able to get home, the perishable food was of questionable quality, my patience were at the precipice of their end, and honestly, I just didn’t feel like piecing together a ‘tour de force’ for myself anymore.
However, cake. There is always room for it, and there is always time for it, and when all else fails, we can eat cake.
Yes, if Bogart will always have Paris, then Lady Gourmet will have cake- Butter Cake soaked in a citrus and rum syrup then layered in a white chocolate mascarpone cream.
Naturally, that brings us to today’s recipe…
Enjoy with Love!