stack caaaaaaake. partial success: it was meant to be six layers, not four, but i grossly overestimated what a “half inch” of batter was supposed to be. (and they still baked in LESS than the time allotted? old-ass cookbooks, man. don’t believe their lies.)
i re-presented that appalachian cookbook concept for class again this year, because if my program persists in making me repeat exercises across the curriculum i see no reason not to reuse my work, and this semester i’m finally making one of the appalachian recipes i harped on about. stack cake is a traditional dense appalachian molasses cake layered with apple butter. it’s actually meant to be a LOT of very thin layers; in earlier days, appalachia, like minecraft, was 'a world where having the resources to bake cakes was a mark of considerable status,' so a single family couldn’t afford the sugar and molasses and flour necessary to make a whole cake. instead the women of several families would each make a very thin cake with what little they could put together, bring them together for a (usually church) gathering like a wedding, and then assemble all the families’ cakes into one stacked monstrosity glued together with apple butter and sheer force of mountain will.
mine’s hanging together mostly through the power of optimism.