Raspberry Chocolate Chip Bundt Cake

As promised, here’s the recipe for the delicious bundt cake I teased you with a little while ago. Just thinking back on it, I’m getting a little drooly. I thought I was being smart and healthy by sending a very generous chunk of cake off to work with Jeff, but I regretted it almost immediately. I would happily have eaten this entire thing myself, one little sliver after another. (Because when you eat treats in little slivers instead of normal portions, the calories fall out. Science.)

I had frozen raspberries leftover after making my Raspberry Yogurt Salad, and instead of doing something healthy with them, I stuck them in a cake. Predictable.

And oh, the results were fantastic. This cake is so moist and irresistible, and the raspberries give it such a delicious, tart and fruity punch. And then the chocolate chips and chocolate glaze . . . oh man. Fluffy and moist and packed with flavor. It’s no surprise I had to get this one out of the house.

Raspberry Chocolate Chip Bundt Cake

2 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup softened butter
1 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
4 large eggs
1 cup buttermilk
2/3 cup frozen raspberries
1 cup semisweet chocolate chips

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a Bundt pan (I like Baker’s Joy nonstick spray). Whisk together the flour, baking soda, and salt. In a stand mixer with the paddle attachment (or in a large bowl, using electric beaters), beat the butter, sugars, and vanilla until light and fluffy. Add the eggs one at a time. Slowly mix in the flour mixture, alternating with the buttermilk. Gently fold in the raspberries and chocolate chips. Pour the batter into the prepared pan.

Bake at 350 for 50-55 minutes or until cake tests done. Cool in the pan for 10 minutes, then flip cake out onto a wire rack and allow it to cool completely before topping with glaze.

Chocolate Glaze

1 tablespoon softened butter
1 cup powdered sugar
1 tablespoon cocoa powder
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
1-2 tablespoons milk

In a medium bowl, combine the butter, powdered sugar, and cocoa powder. Mix in vanilla, then beat in milk gradually, a small amount at a time, until the glaze is smooth. Add milk as necessary to make it liquid enough to drizzle over the cooled cake.

Cake adapted from Southern Living; glaze adapted from AllRecipes

Spaghetti and Meatballs Birthday Cake

I promised a post about the cake I made for my little boy's first birthday last week, and here it is! Let me start out by saying that I stink at the whole cutesy dessert thing. I really, really, really do. I've made so many atrocious-looking flops that I've served, red-faced, to guests who very kindly pretended the slop I handed to them didn't look like poo on a plate. And you see all these cutesy little cupcakes and cookies online and think, surely I can do that? Well, my desserts (usually) taste good, they're just hideously unattractive. I could show you pictures to prove it, but really, that would just be cruel.

So I knew that for my baby's first birthday, I had to go with something simple and fun that would be kind of hard to mess up--for me, that meant purposely sloppy-looking (ie, definitely nothing with fondant or even pretty frosting) and more funny than pretty (at least that way, if it was embarrassing, I could pretend I did it that way on purpose). Since Forrest's all-time favorite movie is Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs (he seriously watched it for 20 hours straight when we drove from Iowa to Utah), I decided to make a spaghetti and meatballs cake, inspired by this cake and a few other similar ones I saw online.

This is my version:

Yessssssssssssssss! Honest to goodness, this might be the first cute dessert I have ever made in my entire life. This was a big moment for me, people! And when I say big moment, I mean I might have taken more pictures of this cake than of Forrest on his birthday!

This one is Forrest's mini-cake (made in a tiny little 4 or 5" cake pan)--a teensy little version of the real deal, just for his munching pleasure.

I used a chocolate cake mix (gasp! the horror! I figured it was going to take more than one attempt to get the cake to look right, so I didn't want to have to make multiple batches of homemade cake that would surely go to waste), and frosted them lightly with vanilla buttercream frosting. I tinted the extra frosting yellow and squeezed it all over the top of the cakes in a loopy pattern. Some of the versions of this cake I found said to make your own cake balls for the meatballs . . . but dude, why would I do that when I can buy a package of Ferrero Rocher's that already look like meatballs without even trying?

 (I told you I was ridiculously proud of it . . . I have a picture of myself holding every successful dessert I've ever made. This one brings the total up to two pictures.)

I spooned some strawberry ice cream topping on to look like spaghetti sauce, and grated a little white chocolate to look like parmesan cheese and, tada! Spaghetti and meatballs cake! Very appropriate for a Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs party theme. (By the way, if you've never read the book, you can get it from Walmart for only $4! I bought a few copies for party favors.)

(See the poor frosting job at the bottom of the mini-cake? I'm not joking about stinking at this cute dessert business.)
And now that you've seen it looking all adorable, you of course want to see it being destroyed, right? I'm happy to oblige.

I think Forrest was a little perplexed by his cake--he just poked at it for a few minutes without daring to taste it (which was rather offensive, since the child regularly eats grass clippings and dirt but couldn't bring himself to taste my cake).

But once I cut it in half, he seemed to realize what he was missing out on, and chowed down:

Just making a wild guess here, but I think he likes cake.

But after eating almost an entire mini-cake (minus what he smeared on his chest and hair), I think he started getting a little sugared out:

My cake looked almost as delicious smeared on his cute chubby little face as it did on the plate. Jeff's sister offered him a dollar to lick frosting off of Forrest after he finished his cake, and I couldn't believe he didn't take her up on it . . . I would have done it for free! Look how tasty that boy looks!