I will openly admit that my husband is a fantastic cook and the first time he made this cake, it was a mouth-watering hit. So much so that it has become the most often-requested birthday dessert on the "Dad, will you please make this?" list. It is delicious, not only because it has the perfect combination of sugar, flour, and vanilla that make it so; but, because of the labor of love this cake represents. It is not something that can be done spur-of-the-moment, or with haste. It takes patience, precision, and love--ingredients essential to the process, but not mentioned in the recipe.
The infant on my hip turned 12 yesterday. He’s taller than I am now--and his shoe size rivals the cake-maker. We can hardly believe it. And, the chocolate cake? Yes, it was perfect.
There’s a few slices left...bring your own fork. Oh, and you must sing, "Dad is great--he makes chocolate cake."