Don’t let the post title startle you. It’s a good – no, great – sort of Oh.My.Gosh.
Even still, this is gonna upset some of you – maybe most of you. I don’t know, and frankly I don’t care. But this is something so incredibly fanfreaktastic, I have to share it with you all.
Now, you might ask why I might write about something that might upset you, especially after posting that pic of the corn on the cob last Friday. What can I say – some things can’t wait, and some things are too important to waste time worrying about other people’s feelings. Besides, that was for humor, while this is really really important. Not only that, I think that when all is said and done, you will be thanking me. Oh, you will – you might not at first, but after you pick your eyeballs off the floor, from having popped out of your skull, and wiped them off and stuck them back in their sockets, you will be thinking “Holy moley, thank you LarryD for saving me!”
Saving you from what?
Why, from boring desserts.
Listen, I know it’s Lent, and I know some of you have given up desserts for Lent. But no matter. I have a feeling this will be on your Easter Sunday menu. In fact, this dessert is so mind-boggling taste-bud bursting genius, you might not even wait til then.
What am I talking about?
That’s right – picaken. I bet most of you have never heard of it. It’s not some old-country delicacy or regional concoction. It’s insane, crazy and mind-blowingly delicious.
What is it, you ask?
It’s a cake. With a pie in the middle of it. I know! I made my first one this weekend: a cherry pie inside of a chocolate cake. 7-1/2 pounds of dessert heaven, wrapped in chocolate fudge frosting.
And I have pictures.
Oh-h-h-h-h-h, I may have to take a break here and eat one of the leftover pieces. Hang on a sec.
OK. I’m back.
So here’s what happened. Last week, I was surfing the net, and I came across this blog called The Very Worst Missionary. The blog name was intriguing, so I clicked on the link, and the post that popped up was titled: “This is STILL not a Food Blog, but…” and the author describes – quite humorously, and with photos, on how to make a picaken. In seconds, I was hooked. I had to make one, and I had the perfect reason to make one. Besides the facts that a) I love pie; and b) I love cake. We were celebrating my mother-in-law’s birthday on Sunday.
So here’s what I did – I got a cherry cake (I cheated and got a store-made one – so sue me) and a chocolate cake mix (no time to make one from scratch – I was in a hurry). Without going into too much detail, because this isn’t a Catholic cooking blog, but I used a 10″ springform pan (this is important if you use a 9″ pie), poured about 1-2 cups of batter in, leveled it out…
Seemed like a waste to a perfectly good pie, but it was for a good cause. I mean, it’s PICAKEN FOR GOD’S SAKE, PEOPLE!!!
Then the rest of the batter was poured on top, smoothed out and the whole Frankenstein monster dessert was shoved into the oven before it could gain consciousness.
I followed the instructions for the cake mix – there are no Picaken instructions, sad to say – and after numerous toothpick tests, I ended up baking it for 45-50 minutes.
After it cooled off, I popped the pan sides, flipped the cake over onto a cake plate, and except for the fact it weighed more than a bag of potatoes, no one could tell that the cake had swallowed a pie.
Then it was frosted. Now, the frosting job turned out rather…horrible.
But what did it look like when sliced? Oh baby.
Now, a word about why it looked so flat. Due to Elder Son’s egg allergy, I have to use an egg replacer, and that affects the poofiness of cakes and such (it also makes the cakes tough to frost). But look! It’s a pie! INSIDE OF A CAKE!!!
Release the Picaken!!!
Everyone loved it. Some took second helpings (like me!) And if you think about it, it’s quite ingenious. How many times have you been at a party where there’s cake and pie, but not enough room on your plate for each at the same time? It happens at our family gatherings quite often, as we are all dessert-aholics. This eliminates that conundrum.
I know some of you are going to want to try this. Just imagine the combinations and possibilities. I already have some ideas for the next ones to make. I’m interested in what you think. Have you heard of this? Have you made any? Are you going to make one yourself?
Are you salivating?
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