Cake

  • Strawberry Cake

    Last spring, Theodore brought home three flats of overripe strawberries from the farmers market—”such a good deal,” he insisted—and we needed a plan fast. James suggested jam. I voted for this strawberry cake, and honestly, it’s become our most-requested dessert ever since. That tender, buttery crumb studded with fresh berries, topped with the simplest cream…

  • Chocolate Mousse Cake

    I’ll never forget the first time I tried to make a chocolate mousse cake for my girlfriend’s birthday. I was twenty-three, cocky, and convinced I could wing it. The mousse was too soft, the cake layer collapsed, and the whole thing slid sideways on the plate like a chocolate avalanche. She laughed, we ate it…

  • Bizcotte Classico Cake

    I’ll never forget the first time I pulled a Bizcotte Classico Cake from the oven. My oldest brother had just returned from a trip to Italy, raving about these rustic, golden cakes he’d seen in every bakery window. He described them as something between a biscuit and a cake—crisp on the outside, tender within, perfect…

  • Japanese Castella Cake

    I’ll never forget the first time Theodore brought a Japanese Castella Cake back from a trip to San Francisco’s Japantown. He sliced it at our kitchen table, and we all just stared. The texture was unlike anything we’d seen—impossibly soft, almost bouncy, with a golden top that looked caramelized to perfection. When I finally tasted…