Hard Cider Cake

[achildoftime]

A thick, spongy white cake spiked with hard apple cider and frosted with whiskey-laden buttercream.

 

It's exactly what it says on the tin. There's quite a bit of buttercream on a cider-drenched cake. I'm not crazy about wearing baked good scents, but you never know until you try. I can see anyone liking apples and cakes loving this. It doesn't smell particularly boozy either, which does make me like it a bit more. It's still not my speed, but I can see where it could be someone's favorite.

[tigermilking]

All sugary cake, all the time. There's a hint of a very sweet cider and some frosting, but the whiskey isn't there for me. If you told me this was a cake single note, I wouldn't fight with you. That's basically all I've got.

 

I'll set it aside to see if aging will bring out the whiskey and maybe the spicy apple that everyone's talked about.

[splendidissima]

2024 version!

 

Ooh, I love this! It's a fluffy white cake with buttercream frosting, plus a warm spiced (not spicy like chili, but like pie spice) apple note - I want to just eat my arm! I agree that it's not very boozy and I don't really get the whiskey, but that's fine with me. Goodness, this is tasty - like you baked a big cake with layers upon layers of buttercream and spiced apple pie filling inside. If you like those things, you will want this one!

[ghoulnextdoor]

A possum-riding gnome rolls up in a car made of twigs and acorns. "Get in, loser," they grin, "we're having cider with the Green Man." What they pour is fresh-pressed and unsweetened, with something unexpectedly verdant lurking in its depths - like drinking autumn sunshine filtered through new spring leaves. The old magics are simple ones: apples and leaves, earth and air, each sip tasting of secrets whispered between the roots of ancient trees.