(Note: this is probably the least offensive thing I will ever write...
...I doubt I'll even say the word 'cunt' once).
CHEESEBURGER CAKE
Being my friend occasionally has its perks. Sometime I do stupid things for your amusement…and this is a fine example.
With Sam’s birthday coming up, and her being a fellow burg enthusiast, I planned to make her a kick-ass birthday cake. Then I did make her a kick-ass birthday cake (with help from my dear ol’ Mum, who is boss).
Because I forgot to take photos at the start, here’s a picture of about half way through the process…
This is the top, which is just sponge cake with icing wrapped around it with jam there to hold it in place. Or something. I’m not sure why there was jam but it was fine anyway.
Next up is the bottom, which was chocolate cake, and the actual burger. Which was also chocolate cake, but trimmed in melted Nutella.
There’s also chips, made of chunks of diabetes-giving icing. Mmm!
This is mostly done, now. The lettuce and tomato is just more icing coloured with terrific E-numbers, and the splodge on the top is buttercream. Honest.
THEN CHEESE HAPPENED. Not real cheese, obviously, that’d be weird – more coloured icing.
Then, you put the top bit from before on the bottom bit just above, add some brown powder stuff to make it look a bit burnt, throw on some Sesame Seeds, et voilà:
It looks ace, rots your teeth, and tastes amazing. You might be able to tell I had very little to do with the construction of it beyond the basic idea and the icing bits, but still. I suppose if anyone wants a better recipe for it, ask me and I’ll find it out.
Oh, one more thing…it’s worth noting that it’s a motherfucker to cut up into slices…
