These miniature bourbon cakes are a boozy dessert lover’s paradise! With a fluffy yellow cake base, these mini morsels are soaked in a bourbon sugar glaze that’s bursting with flavor. Perfect for enjoying alongside a cup of tea (or hey, more booze!).
What could be more British than a bit of boozy cake at teatime?
Okay, to be fair–I don’t really know if bourbon + afternoon tea is really a thing across the pond. It sounded like such a romantic, proper excuse for encouraging daytime alcohol consumption that I’m pairing today’s recipe with a nice English breakfast tea regardless. But feel free to enjoy these adorable mini bourbon cakes any way (and any time of day) you’d like–I won’t judge, I promise!
As Europe trip planning continues, I’m getting more mileage than ever out of this cute sky blue Cath Kidston tea towel, which I bought last year at London Heathrow airport. My list of things to do in each city is also expanding like crazy: from the British Library and Ashdown Forest to the Dublin Trinity College libraries and the Norwegian islands, I’m starting to feel like five weeks won’t be nearly enough to see everything! Still, I’m excited to be spending time with so many different friends in a round dozen countries and simply can’t wait to embark soon.
In the meantime, though, I’m dreaming of these miniature bourbon cakes! I started with a yellow cake recipe similar to the one that I used in my favorite rum cake recipe, then poked some holes in each little dessert and drenched it all in a killer bourbon-sugar glaze. The result is a slightly crystallized exterior and a perfectly fluffy, boozy interior in each bundt cake: everyone who tried it agreed that it was a home run hit! If you’re looking to add a bit of booze to your next teatime, morning snack, or posh gathering, definitely keep this recipe on the books.… Read more
Of all the places I visited in Europe, my favorite place by far was Edinburgh, Scotland. A buzz of excitement radiated through the city, palpable from the moment our 2-hour train from York pulled into the old station. We had timed our visit to coincide with The Edinburgh Fringe Festival, the world’s largest art festival where thousands of artists converge every year to perform, sing, dance, make you laugh, make you cry. During our five days in the city, my sides split with laughing at the sketch troupe Daphne’s Second Show, a Cambridge trio that wove together hard-hitting humor with physical comedy, seamlessly transitioned sketches, and surprisingly impressive three-part harmonies. My heartstrings wavered and melted at I Love You Because, a loosely Pride-and-Prejudice-based modern musical about two couples who learn to love another not in spite of their flaws, but because of them. On our last night there, my heart both broke and mended at Liam Williams’ Travesty, a stunningly executed, intimate play about two people who learn to navigate the murky path through love, relationships, expectations, and commitment.
Art, like food, has always resonated with me differently at different times in my life. While I’ve shared some of the best moments from my vacation in the UK so far, not all of the trip went smoothly. I arrived in England to a welcoming household, and a partner who felt strangely distant; as the days went on, the sense of disconnect and aloofness only intensified, especially when I saw how warm and animated he could be with his family and friends from school. By the time we reached Cambridge on our fifth night together, I was crying on the bench outside a banquet afterparty while trying to book a last-minute room at the London Travelodge (we didn’t have anywhere convenient to stay the next night) and wondering what on Earth I was doing in England at all.… Read more