My alliteration obsession is getting slightly out of hand. First there were those Crazy Chocolate-y Chocolate Cookies. Then came the Bak-kwa Burgers and Banana Baos. And most recently, I saw a video of a chocolate castella cake being made. A fleeting look at the name and I knew I had to try it out, not just for the jiggly chocolate-y mass it is, but also for the alliteration. “CCC”, after all, is just so very pleasing.
So I set aside an afternoon to make it. I melted the chocolate with some hot milk, folded it into some flour and cocoa powder, whipped up some meringue to give the cake the lift it needs, and put it all together into a fluffy batter. But just as I was transferring it into the cake tin, ready for its water-bath bake, I rogue thought crept into my mind. “What if I added another “C” onto the cake? No, not more chocolate (which is a great C), but how about… chili?”
It was as much of an “oh yes” moment as it was a “WTF” moment. Despite knowing chili and chocolate is a thing, I’ve actively avoided it all my life. From the outrage I felt when I first saw it on a Sainsbury’s shelf back when I was in London, to cringing at restaurant menus (and restaurants themselves) with any mention of chocolate and chili in the same line, to my refusal to even touch a chocolate chili bonbon offered to me by a disappointed friend. I just didn’t think I’d get it, didn’t even give it the chance to change my mind. But all this was years ago. My food mind has matured since (or so I’d like to think).
So there I was, a pack of gochugaru (Korean chili flakes) in one hand, staring down at my perfect cloud of a chocolate cake. I reached my other hand into the pack for a pinch, winced a little as I rubbed my chili-stained fingers atop the cake, tainting the chocolate with fiery flickers of gochugaru. Then, I hid my worried look from the cake as I popped it into the oven.
Fifteen minutes in, a nose-tickling scent of chili wafted out of the oven, a pinch of pepper was in the air, an aromatic linger of heat. I was entranced. By the time the cake was done, gone was the throat-choking punch of gochugaru, lost was its hair-raising tingliness. All that was left was a mellow mask of spice atop the castella cake, adding a bare hint of heat to the chocolate, a slight tingle as you mush the cloud cake into your mouth.
I’m chuffed this CCCC was a certain success. I guess, curiousity didn’t kill the cake. *badum-tss*
4 thoughts on “Chocolate Chili Castella Cake”
Came across your blog this morning after reading an article in the Edge’s Options. You have a very interesting collection of recipes here. Love the food photos.
Aww thank you so much for visiting this tiny slice of the food world! I hope the recipes have inspired you to cook more funky things!
I love chilli chocolate, I haven’t had a lot of baking experience but I can’t go past this one. Thanks for sharing jackicam I’m now your newewst fan.
You’re very welcome!