So the other day I posted the yummy little dudes on the bakery’s Facebook page with the question, what did the donuts become? I posed the question because these sweeties were destined for greatness. Something grander than being mindlessly munched on while someone checks their email. More noble than being consumed by a three year-old who would enjoy them no more or less if they came directly out of a Hostess bag. These almond flavored, sprinkled rings of goodness had a higher calling–birthday cake.
Now even though I got over my unfounded issues about frying things earlier this year, fried doughnuts didn’t seem quite right for this project. The ones that I like to make have a crumb that I suspect would be a bit too delicate, and I needed something a bit more sturdy for this task. That brought me to baked doughnuts. With no pan right for the job, we went searching for one. Not particularly hard of course because I needed it for the next day, and if I couldn’t find one on our first stop (hello, Target!) I was going to try to imagineer something in the kitchen instead of running around like a stressed out maniac.
And you know what? They didn’t have the pan I was looking for… they had something even better. A “donut maker” on super-duper clearance!* WIN! This magical little fancied up waffle-iron thing allowed me to whip up some dough, and crank out the tiny treats in about 2 minutes per batch.
Now I wish I could tell you that this cake was my own brilliant idea, but it wasn’t. The credit goes to Heather Baird of SprinkleBakes.
I used my favorite chocolate cake recipe to build a magnificent 3 layer cake with a coffee swiss meringue buttercream (it’s the ideal texture for adhering things to your cake!) and then starting sticking. The white nonpareils were Violet’s choice for her Pop’s birthday cake, and I added a dusting of espresso powder for good measure. Bonus: a single donut on top acts as the perfect candle holder if you’re only using a single candle on the cake!
This cake was a big hit and packed enough of a caffeinated jolt that nobody was even looking for a cup of joe to go with it… amazing. My dad refers to it as “Cop Cake” and suggested that I add it to the menu. I think he might be on to something.
*by the way, that’s not some sort of affiliate link… just showing off what I scored at a price that I would have never paid for it!