Dream Sandwich with Jen Drew
If I could summarise my 80s childhood using a single baked good, it would be this one. Hands down. My mum was terrible at baking cakes. Terrible. But for some reason, she always nailed these. Her proven theory for baking? Jelly hides all baking disasters. This explains why 90 per cent of my birthday cakes were swimming pool cakes, even though I never actually requested one.
As for these bad boys – vanilla patty cakes rolled in half-set raspberry jelly, rolled in coconut, and butterflied with some whipped cream. Takes me right back to mum banging these out in the kitchen after aerobics – leotard, scrunch socks and one hell of a perm.
And if you’re feeling extra, turn them into mini layer cakes topped with edible flowers… not something my mum ever attempted, obviously.
Hello 1980s. Bright pink, high in sugar, processed food galore and so ridiculously delicious you can’t help but smile.
