With all the cake baking going on this week, hubby’s sweet tooth was starting to grow so he asked me to make him a cake. One from his childhood that his grand-pa (a true great chef) used to make. When it’s a cake from his childhood, especially from his grand-papi, I’m always very reluctant to make it as it’s always not quite right and I’m being compared to a family legend.
Anyway, after a bit of huffing and puffing, I went ahead and agreed to it. Then he says…’I want it in a loaf thin, don’t forget the cherries, you know the cherries I mean?, the glacé cherries, grand-pa always had cherries, he always baked it in a loaf tin, the big fat round cherrries, yes, leave it whole in the loaf tin, I like the cherries like that in a loaf tin…did you find the cherries, go ahead and add lots of cherries, don’t worry, I like it full of cherries’…….and I’m like, if I hear cherries or loaf tin one more time, I’m gonna chuck this batter and loaf tin at him. Continue reading