Back to the cake. One of Ina's good friends gave her this recipe years ago to try out. This particular recipe was an old family heirloom that Ina jazzed up a bit with her own little touches (she puts coffee in every chocolate creation). I made it for my dad's birthday back in July and it was, hands down, the best cake I've ever had. And I don't particularly like chocolate. Or coffee.
I guess I brag about this cake (I refer to it as the chocolate death cake) a bit too much because now I've promised to make it for just about everyone I know. A coworker of mine has this absolutely gorgeous antique cake pedestal with a cut glass cover that's been sitting around the office for over a year now and she told me I could have it if I filled it with cake before I took it home for the last time. How's that for a deal? I'm so exhausted this week I seriously just want to go home and die, but getting an antique glass...anything...makes going home and spending a few hours slaving over my oven worth while.