January 26, 2025

Yesterday's foodie misadventure chez Stas: a Brooklyn blackout cake. It looked good on paper: stupid-chocolatey cake with chocolate pudding in between the layers and quintuple chocolate icing (8 oz. of semisweet chocolate). When it came time to assemble it, though, the directions raised both my eyebrows. I was told to cut each of the two layers in half, pile three of the halves on top of each other, and crumble the fourth over the rest after frosting them. Two of the layers broke into pieces before I could get them on the plate, so the pudding layers just slobbered over and into them, and after perching the third half precariously on top of the other two, I decided f*** it and put the fourth half on top of the third. Miraculously, it didn't topple over even after I poured the remaining frosting over it. (I left the frosting in the fridge for more than the recommended time, but it still hadn't thickened much.) The good news is that while this cake looks like an elephant turd, it is really tasty.