I have to be honest with you– today is not my birthday. My birthday is not even in this month. It was nearly three weeks ago, while J and I were visiting his parents in Liminka, Finland. On the morning of my birthday J’s mother surprised me with a cake, which we ate alongside our morning coffee.
Clearly, she knows what I like🙂. The cake was two layers of sponge cake, each with a thin layer of crunchy meringue baked right on. In between the layers was freshly whipped cream and sliced strawberries, and on top were crushed toasted nuts and more strawberries. It was sooo good! Cakes with meringue always have that great contrast of textures going on, and even the sponge, which can tend to be on the dry side, was nice and soft and not dry at all. And the toasted nuts (not sure what kind they were) gave just enough of an earthy crunch to keep the whole thing from being too sweet. The strawberries were Finnish– even though strawberry season had just about ended, his mother managed to find some🙂. Considering I didn’t even have a birthday cake last year, this was a lovely surprise and a perfect way to start my day. Also, since the cake included whipped cream, it wasn’t going to keep for long, so we each helped ourselves to fairly generous seconds (except for J’s dad– he may have had thirds!)