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Happy Birthday, Mom!


It's my mom's birthday today. And birthdays call for cake, even if the birthday girl is too far away to enjoy this one.

I've perfected my chocolate cake a long time ago, but plain vanilla cake has so far eluded me. Not any longer. I've heard and read about Dorie Greenspan's perfect party cake so many times. And perfect it is. I can't find Dorie's book in India, but the Tuesdays with Dorie gang made this cake a while back and I turned to one of them for inspiration.

Esi made two 4.5 inch layers with her recipe, so I knew this will be perfect for my 9X7 pan. I also knew that I am not going to frost the cake so ten minutes into the baking time, I brought the cake out and scattered dried cherries on the top.

Rich and moist with hints of vanilla and notes of lemon, this is cake that's hard to share. I only hope I manage to save some for my lunch party tomorrow.

Comments

Happy birthday to your mom! I made the cake quite a while ago and under much pressure for the DB challenge. Looks like I need to revisit it.

Hey, you'd get the book at flipkart, just line the Alinea book...
Prathibha said…
Belated wishes to ur mom dear..simple n nice cake..
Srivalli said…
Many many happy returns to your dear Mom..cake is lovely!
SriLekha said…
looks delicious!
do visit my blog when u find time!
Aparna said…
Birthday wishes to your mom, Simran. She may be far away but the gesture is what matters. :)
Spice said…
Lots of B'day Wishes to your MOM. I totally agrees with Aparna...it's gesture what matters....Cake looks yummy.
Rachel said…
Happy B'day to ur Mum! She must be really happy to see this.
DK said…
Wishing your mom a gala bday and lucky mom for the cake!!!!!!!!!!!
Super belated Happy Birthday to your mom!! The cake looks delicious. It's on my to try list since forever!! And Dorie's book is available here now, I'm planning on buying it soon!!
notyet100 said…
umm cake looks so perfect,,,belated wishes to ur mom..and ya wish u happy diwali..:-)
Curry Leaf said…
Wow,Hope you must have enjoyed the cake and your mom her B'Day.Looks great and I too look to DG

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