I remember shortly after I met Kiwi we found ourselves pushing an oversized shopping cart down the aisles of Home Depot. He looked at me with this shocked “I swore I’d never be this person” look. And then we bought some house plants.
Ahhhh, the things you swore you’d never do. Parenting is full of them. We swore we’d never go on a “family” vacation. (We were going to the be the ones to climb Kilimanjaro with our two year old, yes we were!) And then we went on a cruise. Ahoy. We swore we’d never sell our four-storey downtown loft house to move to one of those neighbourhoods with “good schools”. But that lofthouse? Yup, going onto the market next week. And my favourite one: we pinky swore we’d never ever indulge our child’s obsession with any of those “characters”. And then came these:
Yes, our little Bean turned two this week and had only one request: “Elmo Hupcakes”. How could a mother refuse? And obviously if you are making Elmo cupcakes, you must also buy a life size Elmo helium balloon. Obviously. I am hiking up my mom jeans as I write this!
The Elmo cupcakes were a hit with the Bean’s palaminos. Little did they know they were actually these carrot and apple filled Morning Glory Muffins, disguised. Mom psyche.
While the kiddos struggled with whether to start with the eyes or the fur, their parents snacked on a highly sophisticated Elmo-adorned Hummingbird cake, comme ca:
What’s a Hummingbird cake you ask? It’s three layers of pineapple-studded banana cake sandwiching cream cheese icing. A Southern thing, I am told. Y’all. The Hummingbird Cake was entirely experimental (generally not advisable when you are expecting a crowd!), and overwhelmingly successful (phew!). Pretty, moist, tasty, low fat (cough). So successful was this experiment that I have had numerous requests for the recipe. Hence this blog post.
I can’t take credit for this recipe–it’s just lightly adapted from the pages of the Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook. No sense in messing with a good thing, I say.
Don’t be intimidated by the whole layering thing–the hardest part is finding space to store three cake pans. The rest is dead easy, and the result will score you kudos from all corners. Something about layer cakes just makes people so darned impressed. And what the heck is the point of a kid’s birthday party if not to impress the other moms? That is the point, right?
Happy and healthy cake baking to you all. And for the record, I swear that I will never drive a minivan. Ever.