dessert at home

Having test-eaten a sample of my cakes at Five Guys before handing off untrammeled slices of the cakes to Charles, I elected to take home the remnants of the samples to eat for dessert at my place. The rum cake came out as expected, and it was perfect, at least for me. The Death by Chocolate cake—which was a first attempt for me—came out better than expected, but it was truly dense, almost to the point of being fudge. Not a cake that you want to eat several slices of at once. But not bad, either.

I'm going to have fun eating both cakes again on Thursday—i.e., Thanksgiving—along with my turkey pot pie. I'll also be making a pumpkin pie, God help me, just because tradition demands it. More carbs being dumped into my body, and I have a hospital appointment in early January, an appointment that includes an ultrasound of my chest to see what's going on in there, blockage-wise. I'm not looking forward to what is discovered. In the meantime, the end of November and all of December will have to be devoted to near-monastic living, with maybe a small cheat on Christmas Day, and preferably nothing on New Year's Day... except the hope that I can survive 2026 and walk the Four Rivers path again (after I've had a chance to visit the US and France, which I can only do if finances allow).

Tonight's decadent dessert:

with cheap Korean ice cream

groovier angle

It was all quite good. I'm glad the chocolate cake turned out as well as it did. But next time, I'll stick with the cake recipe I'd used long before.