The Turducken of Cake

What do I look forward to at Thanksgiving dinner? Definitely not the turkey!  I do not like turkey and I make no excuses about it. I do look forward to the stuffing, the sweet potatoes, the yams, the vegetables , the cranberry sauce, the mass amount of alcohol, the vast array of desserts, plus whatever else people comes up with so they don’t have to depend on the turkey for their hunger.  I am also amazed at some interesting stuffing receipts as people find their creative and some not so creative ways in dressing up what is basically wetted bread. However, nothing amazed me more than the Pumpple cake from The Flying Monkey Bakery this year.

It is only a 9 inch cake but it stands just about as tall, weighs over 15 lbs and won’t fit into a cake box.

Inside this pretty cake is a pumpkin pie baked inside a chocolate cake, topped with an apple pie baked inside a vanilla cake.

This X-ray of a picture shows the pumpkin pie inside the chocolate cake and the apple pie inside the vanilla cake on top with a thick layer of vanilla buttercream in between. If not for this frosting, the whole thing would collapse like a deck of cards.

While I like the pumpkin pie and its chocolate cake pairing, I wasn’t too crazy with the apple pie. I applaud that the apple pie wasn’t laden with tons of sugar but because of that, it also let the sourness of the apple come through. Regardless, both the chocolate cake and the vanilla cake surprised me as moist with its restrained flavor and having the structural integrity of holding the pies inside. The vanilla buttercream frosting had the viscosity of room temperature butter. Guess it needs to be in this semi-solid state in order to hold the cakes up. Its flavor wasn’t overwhelming but the sweetness does a good job in calming down the sourness of the apple pie.

The Pumpple is a novelty but this turducken of cake comes through as a cake that stands on its own.  It has good flavor, texture, and enough of a quirkiness that makes people want to try a slice. The baker told me that it can feed thirty people. I told her, “You don’t know how my people eat…”