A peach for my peach.
I’m officially 13 weeks pregnant and the baby is the size of a peach! To celebrate this milestone and the last week of my first trimester, I concocted not one but two iterations of a peach cobbler bundt cake. Still don’t have it quite right- the cake is nice but the filling is missing that essential cobbler gooey-ness.
Cobbler cake with peach pie filling in the middle. This was a great combination and ooey-gooey, but a logistical nightmare. Suffice it to say, there was peach filling everywhere when I removed this from the pan. This poor fool landed in the trash after serving up a nice Saturday breakfast. The ooze would not have kept well.
Structurally, this was a winner. Using diced, jarred peaches kept the cake from collapse, but this was minus any gooey quality at all. *tear* And the parts with the peach are a bit soggy. I’m still eating this one- it’s light and tasty, just not quite cobbler-y enough.
I think the winning combination would be this cake batter with a pumped up peach jam swirled into it. More flavor and just the right amount of goo.
Wonder what size the baby is going to be next week….perhaps another fruit cobbler cake will make it’s appearance! After all, I’ve got to keep my strength up- I’m growing a person.