The other day I was running out of clean clothes. Like, finding it hard to put together an acceptable outfit for work. So, since it was my day off I decided to do some laundry.*
I began by riffling through the kitchen cupboards to see if I had any chocolate. I found a container of unsweetened baking cocoa and thought, well, why not?
I found this recipe on one of my favorite food blogs and began to make a cake…
“1/2 cup (1 stick or 4 ounces) unsalted butter, softened
1 cup (6 7/8 ounces) firmly packed light brown sugar
1/2 cup (4 ounces) granulated sugar
1 large egg, at room temperature
1 cup buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups (6 3/4 ounces) all-purpose flour
3/4 cup (2 5/8 ounces) Dutch cocoa powder (see above for a natural cocoa adjustment)
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
Preheat the oven to 325°F. Butter and lightly flour a 9x5x3-inch loaf pan, or spray it with a butter-flour spray. In a large bowl, on the medium speed of an electric mixer, cream the butter until smooth. Add the sugars and beat until fluffy, about 3 minutes. Add the egg and beat well, then the buttermilk and vanilla. Don’t worry if the batter looks a little uneven. Sift the flour, cocoa, baking soda, baking powder and salt together right into your wet ingredients. Stir together with a spoon until well-blended but do not overmix. Scrape down the batter in the bowl, making sure the ingredients are well blended.
Pour the batter into the prepared loaf pan. Bake for 60 to 70 minutes,”
I used natural baking cocoa so I left out the baking powder and used 1/2 a teaspoon of soda. Also I used salted butter cause I had it and left out the salt.
I hand-mixed it cause I am a strong little grocery store worker.
Instead of buttermilk(which I didn’t have) I used goat milk and lemon juice. If you try very hard you can get a hint of goaty flavor, but really you can’t tell. And here it is fresh out of the oven:
But why stop there? asked my sweet tooth…
I know, store bought icing is the laziest. But it has fun right in the name!
*Eventually the laundry did get done. Somewhere between cake and frosting.