So I walk into Hattie's house and her cousin Mary is making a bumbleberry pie. For all you berry connoisseurs who are now extremely confused and questioning your mastery of all things berry, have no fear. Into this pie, Marry threw strawberries blueberries apples cranberries chocolate chips and probably at least fifty other fruits that went unobserved. Hattie and I, not wanting to be out-done, decided to make a cake.
We started out with a plain yellow cake mix, decided it was too boring and added cocoa powder. After licking batter off our fingers we still wanted something else. a gobfull of peanut butter did the trick and the batter was incredible. We put it into the cake pan and decided that Reece's cups were in order. After a short jaunt to CVS we were ready. The house began to smell amazing while we made our buttercream frosting and when we took it out the tantalizing began.
Because we didn't want our buttercream to go to waste, we had to cool the cake, which took soooooo long, all the while we were salivating and picking fruit out of the pie. Finally we broke down and tried the cake. It was superb, if I do say so myself. The picture does not in any way give this cake credit.
Cara, with Hattie's baking and photography included
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