Love the idea of an apricot cake? Although apricots are a summer fruit they always seem to appear and then disappear quickly here in Australia so I always make sure to grab them when I can. I bought a large amount of them recently and of course what better thing to make with them but a cake with a surprise inside! I called her Aurora the Apricot Cake.
Most of the time I find buying apricots a bit of a lottery. Much of the time they're tart and hard. But sometimes you'll get a lot of velvety soft apricots that are sweet and sun kissed and taste as sweet as those luscious Turkish apricots.
These apricots fell into the former category. I wanted to eat them fresh but my face would pucker up whenever I'd take a bite. But an apricot cake? Yes that would do nicely!
The cake has two layers-one vanilla layer covered in apricot marbled fondant while the top just had a layer of buttercream. Hiding inside both was my favourite part-an apricot jelly layer. While making apricot jam is perfectly delicious, I wanted to experiment with apricot jelly as a cake layer like they do in the buche de noels. The buttercream too is fruity and tangy with apricot nectar and citric acid. It's such a big cake that I ended up giving one layer to Nina and keeping the other one.
Speaking of Nina, the other day she asked me to be her wingman at a family concert. I decline her invitation but she begged and pleaded and I agreed if she would agree to be my wingman at an unspecified event when Mr NQN wasn't able to come with me. She also promised we could eat first which is always a lure for me if you wrap an event around food.
The day came and we had a lovely lunch and went to the concert. It was a double bill and her cousin in law would be playing in the first billed concert so she planned for us to leave after her performance. We also saw her fiance Garth's father at the concert and he joined us. The acoustics for the concert weren't great and it was a sombre number featuring nuns. My back was also aching from several nights' bad sleep and the thin cushions on the fold up chairs didn't do much for it. I didn't know Nina's relative but I figured she was one of the nuns onstage.
Then Garth's father fiddled with his phone and suddenly there was a booming voice saying "The ASX has fallen today....". We could not stop giggling as Garth's dad tried to turn off his phone but the voice kept going as he was shushed by everyone around him. However, what he was doing was looking up the performance as he realised that they had switched around the concerts and we were sitting through the second performance. He just wanted to look up how long it went for. "I think she's on the next one," whispered Nina to me eyes wide, her face grimacing.
"You owe me two events!" I whispered to her when I realised that we were in for the long haul. With the acoustics I couldn't really understand what was happening in the second performance either. I think it started off as a love triangle and then it turned into a gay encounter in a bedroom but I am not sure. All I know is that now Nina is going to be my wingman for two events! I did cushion the blow with cake but still...
So tell me Dear Reader, are you often a wingman? Do you ever make deals like this? And do you have any secrets to picking great apricots? Do you like apricots?
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