Pretty much every baker in the United States has a carrot cake recipe. Each one is convinced that hers/his is the absolute best. Clearly, this can’t be true because mine is actually the best. It wasn’t always the best, but I’ve finessed and finessed it and now I’d put it up against anyone’s carrot cake recipe, even Joan, the queen of cakes. (My sister-in-law, Donna is going to have a nervous breakdown over this because my recipe is a variation on her recipe and she’s convinced hers is the best.)
(OK, she’s convinced because she won a Blue Ribbon at the Canfield fair, the second biggest fair in the country. She says a panel of judges from Home Economics Departments of Kent State and Youngstown State Universities awarded it.) I had to add this because she wrote a comment informing me of this and is now demanding a competition. (Good God, what have I started?)
Anyway, Joan is a friend of mine who is one of the most competitive humans on the face of the earth. I love her in spite of it, but it’s true. At one get together we had a carrot cake-off. She brought hers, I brought mine. It was like those gun-slinger movies where the two shooters face off and only one is left standing. Sadly, I went down over stinking pecans. I was grinding mine down like meal, she left hers in big chunks and it turns out that people like chunks better (me included). But other than that they were neck and neck.
Laughing at my cake decorating, but I love her anyway.
I always loved Donna’s recipe and made it for a while, but somewhere along the line, I decided that 1 1/2 cups of oil was too much (because God forbid this cake with cream cheese frosting should be fattening or anything) so I substituted a can of crushed pineapple for 3/4 of a cup of oil. I liked the flavor of the pineapple and just kept it in. Then, after the cake-off, I realized that the pecans had to be in larger pieces, so I’m sorry Donna, your cake recipe was really good, but I’ve moved on.
I just made it for my daughter’s 18th birthday, and it got rave reviews from the four young people here devouring it. It’s moist and dense and just perfect. Unfortunately, I’ve never taken a cake decorating class and my cakes have looked the same for the past 25 years. I decorate them with a plastic bag with the corner snipped off. I do really difficult moves like make dots all around the edges. Go ahead, say it, “Ooooooohhh.”
Milena’s 18th birthday cake, which looks a lot like her first through 17th.
And parents, remember this: The cake with the decorative dots that thrills your child at three, she will mock when she turns 18. Just be prepared. (I can’t imagine where she got that kind of sarcasm .)
So, here you go. I feel perfectly comfortable giving you this recipe, knowing that if you ever run into Joan or Donna, you can say your carrot cake is every bit as good as theirs. However, over achiever that Joan is, she’s also taken cake decorating classes, so her cake will probably be better looking than yours, but hold your head high because it all looks the same once you swallow it.
Fran’s Clearly Superior Carrot Cake
(Adapted from my sister-in-law, Donna Tunno’s Award Winning Carrot Cake recipe)
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