Whaaahhh? Yes! Oh myyyyy hold the phone and shut the front door! And the back one! Because when you make these…the drifting cinnamon and buttery aromas will be bringing all the boys to the yard. Holy Churro!
And of course, being totally and completely inspired by Churros…we just had to dunk ’em in chocolate. Because how else do you eat Churros? Howww? Yepoohh that’s what I was thinking too. I melted chocolate for ma’ children…and made some kick ass chocolate sauce for me. Ohhhh happy daysss…..
Ok. I need to calm ma’self. This was just.amazing. Just.incredible. Just…ok I’ll explain. I was out with my family just minding my own business. Honestly, I was. When all of a sudden out of no where the Churro store appeared right in front of me. I know right? Weird. So anyway, as my story goes, the smell of Churros made my mouth water in all ways possible known to man. Or woman as the case may be. How.everrrr… I can’t trust myself in the Churro shop. I just can’t. It’s an addiction that is wayyyy to deep and personal to even touch on. So I thought….make something CHURRO.
And challenge…accepted…
Fluffy…buttery…and fudge-y all in one. I didn’t think it would be possible at all to turn a cake into a Churro creation…but it happened. It reallllly happened. And I’m so happy right now, happier than a minion with bananas. My kids are like, “you are the best mum in the whole entire world.” Yep. Until I make them help me with the dishes later.
But not only did we dunk ’em in chocolate. We smeared chocolate alllll over it. Melted chocolate…all over this cake.
This part is completely optional. The cake was out-freaking-standing on it’s own. But…chocolate. Yeah, that’s what I thought. Again. See? Great minds think alike.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen my kids so quiet. There was absolutely no talking going on when they were eating a slice..or two. Ok, so maybe they took about three slices each, but really, who’s counting when kids go shoosh? … Read More
