Continuing my ongoing posts on cake, I’ll comment on the special chocolate poundcake my older sister made tonight. It was rich, richer than can possibly be imagined. Actually, it even put cheesecake to shame.
What happened was actually a mistake. From what I can figure out, there were so many chocolate-chips in the batter that they prevented the mixture from fully cooking. The crust, on the other hand, baked mightily and hardened like a rock. After sawing through the rich outside, the gooey inside was too much temptation to resist… after two pieces, I’m never eating chocolate cake again… urgh.