I had the great pleasure of eating a blueberry cake over the holiday weekend.
Normally, I balk at the prospect of any sort of fruit in my cakes. I'm a straight chocolate kind of person. However, if you could have seen how delightful this little cake was, you wouldn't have hesitated to take a slice.
It was delicious.
The best part of the cake was the whipped yogurt frosting. Maybe yogurt frosting is a big thing in the patisseries of the world, but I had never heard of it before, much less tasted its unbelievably delicious, whipped decadence.
At any rate, this venture into the world of tiny artisan cakes has given me an appreciation for the finer things, or so to speak. I know I usually post strings of sugar laden, multi-layered, bright pink creations, but this time, I am sharing with you a series of small cakes. After all, good things often come in small packages.