I have never been much of a chocolate lover. When I was a little girl I was all about vanilla. One time I won a drawing contest put on by Hostess. My prize was a box of Twinkies or Ho Hos (maybe it was Ding Dongs). Being the non-chocolate eater I was, of course chose Twinkies and my siblings still will not let me forget my foolish decision. They also will not let me forget that all I drew was a circle and that I shouldn't have won anyway.
Now, don't get me wrong--I've grown up a lot since then--I do love a good brownie or chocolate chip cookie. Oh--also a chocolate shake from Iceberg with Reese's peanut butter cups. But I wasn't surprised when, this weekend, my mom made a cake that surpasses all chocolate goodness and all cakes and certainly all Hostess treats I've ever eaten! And it happened to be a vanilla cake.
White cakes get the short end of the stick--and they usually deserve it. They're dry and sometimes they come with some "filling" that leaves you wondering if you have just eaten something that was really meant to be eaten. While you try to pry cake and filling from the roof of your mouth, you are left wondering...Was it supposed to be fruit or jam of some sort? Was it leftover Sunday Jello sandwiched between two cake layers? Will I ever have my normal mouth back?? You just never know. White cakes also tend to be paired with some nasty frosting--probably Crisco-based and died funny colors. This is perhaps only a good idea at Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle birthday parties...when the point is the turtles and not the taste. (Turtle power!)
Needless to say, the best cake ever has none of those qualities listed above. It's moist. It's white, but off-white enough so you know it was baked with real eggs, real vanilla, real butter and real unbleached flour. This white cake needs no filling (although lemon curd is a perfect pair). This white cake is perfectly delightful on its own, but absolutely heavenly topped with whip cream or chocolate almond butter cream frosting. And best of all--this cake was baked up by mom.
And that's how I like my cake. How about you?