Three Rights can make a Wrong
Triple the Rum equals triple the Love....you can totally quote me on that.
Triple the rum! Shut the front door! Yep, rum in the cake, rum in the syrup and rum in the drizzle. I'm already beginning to swoon. If I had a chaise lounge, I would be making use of it right now....while drinking something with rum in it (of course). But since I'm not one to over react to things, I will carry on. (Silence from the Peanut Gallery.)
So yes, I am over the moon about the rum....but the black pepper....I just don't know about that. I'm still going to make it....come on...triple rum! I'm going to be using Sailor Jerry rum in this recipe. It is a lovely spiced rum, with vanilla and toffee flavours. It is yum, yum, yum. (That's good, tripled.)
Dry ingredients are always the best place to start (and not just because the instructions say so).
|Want it...do I? Black Pepper?? Really?? Hmm?|
Moving on to the wet ingredients.
|Get outta my bowl.|
|Get into my bundt pan.|
|Come here often, Sailor?|
Time for the taste test. I'm giddy with anticipation.....I mean really, triple the rum...nothing can be bad with that much rum in it! Right??!!!
Wrong. I didn't like it. (What a slap in the face.) And neither did the hubbie. Didn't care for the texture of the cake. It was dense and kind of chewy (but not in a good way). I think I could have overlooked the texture. For me, it was the pepper. Yep, I found the pepper unappealing. Sure, I had misgivings about the pepper while I was grinding it. But I soldiered on....believing in the end it would all work out and be good. Wrong.
So Wrong. Honestly, I didn't envision this ending. I pictured me being all googly eyed over this triple rum cake. Perhaps writing an epic poem to describe the journey, born from the basic ingredients to this awe inspiring cake. Wrong.
If you are wondering how everyone else liked this cake, head over to Baked Sunday Mornings.