Just look at them. Not only are they moist and delicious, they are pretty too.
This one is my fave...
Kahlua Chocolate Fudge
But this one is a close second...
Amaretto topped with sliced almonds
And this one is fabulous. And gorgeous...
Grand Marnier (also available with chopped pecans)
Yes. They are that good. She is known for them in her small town. Yeah, she's kind of a big deal. People keep telling her she should make them and sell them, she could be rich.
So it got me thinking.... Maybe I could help her out with this. Maybe this is her true calling, baking rum cakes for the masses. Getting people drunk, one bite at a time. So yeah, that's right, I'm pimping my mom's cakes on my blog. If you are interested in ordering a dozen mini cakes for your holiday festivities, for gifts or for yourself (hey, I'm not gonna judge), shoot me an email at aprilsreignblog at gmail dot com, and we can work something out.
She also makes one called the Drunken Monkey. It's banana. That's right. I said banana. And there's a Pina Colada one too, topped with coconut. You can also order a Plain and Boring one. But we will totally make fun of you if you do. Oh. My. Gluttony. They are so gooooooood.
Oh trust a sister. You can't find anything this fantastic at your local bakery or even Williams Sonoma. You will thank me later. And you are welcome.
*Please note that the title to this post is the slogan my mother uses to sell this bunch homemade goodness. Isn't she clever??? The nut does not fall far from the drunken tree, my friends.