- 1/4C coconut flour
- 3/4C brown rice flour
- 1/2t baking soda
- 1/4t baking powder
- 10 drops liquid stevia
- 2T cacao powder
- 1/8t salt
- 1/4C + 2Tnon dairy milk
- 1 1/2t lime juice
- 2 bananas, mashed with a fork.
- Combine all ingredients, place in a lined loaf tin (or whatever shape you like, my loaf tin is 20cm in length- you can chop this into bars)
- Bake for 12-15 minutes at 170 degrees C, or until a skewer inserted into the middle comes out clean. (If you under cook it, it’s like a gooey brownie)
I cut the cake (it’s not really a cakey texture, more dense and ‘bar’ like but let’s just call it a cake) in half, and spread with Cho-fu chocolate pudding. I stacked one half on top of the other and covered with the remaining pudding. Decorations: plastic babies optional.
If I wasn’t going to frost it, I’d make some of this, chop into chunks and fold through the mix before baking. The chunks stay kind of gooey, so it’s like ‘fresh outta the oven melty chocolate’ every time. Awesome. The plain cake (sans chunks or frosting) is Misty’s favourite breakfast, served with plain yoghurt (a fav of mine too).
We kind of went with a theme of “SnugglePot and CuddlePie” for the party – for those of you outside of Australia, these little characters are an Australiana type thing, based on a children’s story book by May Gibbs written in the 1920s.
These are gum-nut babies… there is one boy and a girl – we thought it a fitting theme as Misty and Mopsy were born on the same day.
I actually found some retro Cuddlepot and SnugglePie fabric at a thrift store, with all of the illustrations on a cotton drill type material. I made Mopsy a patchwork blankie for her birthday out of it – forgot to take a photo though, doh.
The babies live in the gum nuts from the Eucalyptus tree. The illustrations are inspired by the native bush lands in Western Australia where May Gibbs played as a young child.
Think the cake went down ok. Not sure what happened to all the plastic babies. Hmm.
Misty actually fell asleep and snoozed right the way through the ‘cake bit’ – I think he has inherited his Mama’s partying style – go too hard, too early on, and end up sleeping through all the good bits. Hmmm. Don’t peak too early.