Paul’s Birthday Hummingbird Cake (September 2012)
When I was a teenager, there was a restaurant in Darlinghurst that my Mum, sister, and I visited for dinner quite frequently. For a long period of time, each weekly dinner there would finish with dessert at the cafe across the road.
This cafe was run by a small group of wonderfully flamboyant gay men, and their frequent customers, whom we came to know, included a transsexual also named Chanel (they dubbed me ‘The Real Chanel’; she didn’t mind), and many other colourful Kings Cross locals. Many laughs and great times were had on those nights, just by listening to their hilarious conversations. Not your traditional family dinner outing perhaps, but we loved it
Unfortunately I can’t remember the now-closed cafe name, but such is the power of food memories that those weekly visits left a lasting impact, for one particularly good reason. It was there that I discovered an unforgettable cake. It was at that cafe, during those frequent visits, that a true love was formed.
You see, it was there that I first met… the Hummingbird Cake.
Coconut. Banana. Cinnamon. Pineapple. Sometimes Walnuts. Sometimes Pecans! Cream Cheese Frosting. Oh my.
THIS is my ultimate cake. If I were on a cooking show and asked to cook the dish that best represents my tastes and love of food, the Hummingbird Cake would be it. It is tropical, sweet, lush, and as a bonus, it is very easy to make.
If you haven’t heard of, or tried Hummingbird Cake before (OMG), allow me to introduce you…
My Birthday Hummingbird Cake (January 2013)