For the past few years I have been in
purge mode.
Getting rid of all that extra *stuff*
that just clutters your house and your mind.
Well, maybe not my mind so much.
But house stuff for sure.
I have a system by which I put clothes
in a box in the basement.
If I don't open that box for two years
it goes to Goodwill.
No ifs, ands, or buts.
I should do that with kitchen
accoutrements as well.
(man, had to Google that one!)
I decided to make this cake.
Thing is, this cake requires a very specific
piece of equipment.
Namely, its namesake.
A
Bundt pan.
I had one.
Once upon a time.
Facebook to the rescue and
Amy loaned me hers.
On to the cake.
It had every reason to succeed:
four eggs,
pudding mix,
sour cream,
vegetable oil.
Oh, and chocolate.
It did not disappoint.
The original recipe just called
for a dusting of powdered sugar
on top.
I poured
ganache over it before the sugar.
Why wouldn't you?
Oh, and I put a hit of rum
in the ganache.
Again,
why wouldn't you?