|Isn’t this the prettiest pic. I’m going to send it to Sam’s and get a 20×30 made to hang in my room. Next to my children:)|
I needed chocolate cake. So I made a chocolate cake. And it was delicious! I loved it. The kids loved it. James didn’t love it so much. It gave him a tummy ache, but that’s what you get when you eat a honking huge, gi-normous piece and then go to church meetings all night. Fact of life.
A few months ago I saw an Instagram post from my sister in law Susan. She had made a beautiful white layer cake with chocolate frosting late one night and they ate it for breakfast the next morning. I thought she was genius. My sister Hollie’s mother in law would let her kids eat ice cream for breakfast some mornings. I think they put the ice cream on waffles. Genius again. So this chocolate cake was dinner Tues. night. And I think all appreciated it. This cake was true to it’s name. FUDGEY and super rich. Death by Chocolate it could be called. A little slice will suffice. The fresh raspberries were the perfect topping. Fresh and not so sweet. It balanced the pound of chocolate chips, and enormous amounts of butter and cream. I hope you indulge. Soon. And if you do, you won’t need chocolate cake until next week at least:)