I got a request for a birthday cake for the end of the month and how she put it was "please make the same chocolate cake [from last year] as everybody loved it". Gleep. I tried to move her on to trying something a little new... Oreo buttercream maybe? But I knew she really didn't want it. "heavenly" as she described the cake last year. Gleep two. Admission time. It took me two days to remember(ish) what her cake was. I did a ninky nonk. That was known. But all I remember was that I thought the cake was dry. Very dry. So I sandwiched it with extra layers of ganache. Three in fact. I am now (post searching online and realising it wasn't there) that I used Rose Levy Beranbaum's cake recipe from her book the Cake Bible. (How bad is that I forgot I actually used my hundred odd books sometimes?!) After wandering the shops I realised I used Galaxy in the ganache rather than dark which is quite bitter and grown up. Afterall, this was a cake for