Several weeks ago the apricots hit the peak of their perfection. I had so many fresh apricots, and not so many fresh hours! So I gave quite a few to family members and know that Brother Number 2 made apricot barbecue sauce out of some he was given. What did I do? I made an apricot upside down cake.
It was so exciting to me, because I have never made any type of fruit upside down cake before, so this was a completely new process for me. I enlisted the help of some of my daughters. Daughter Number Four helped me (watched me) pit and halve the apricots. I, of course, picked the largest and prettiest ones for this. I knew the rest would end up in something that did not have to look pretty.
Daughter Number Two helped with the heavy lifting, and as a guide to apricot placement (because I needed that?). I did need the help with lifting the skillet a couple of times. Cast iron is much heavier than I remember! She was especially helpful when it came time to plate the cake. We managed to do it perfectly and it looked picture perfect.
I found a recipe online and followed it to the letter. The girls were all giving me a bit of a hard time about ‘apricot’ cake. If I was going to make a cake why couldn’t it be chocolate or at least something without fruit. As for Daughter Number Three, she dislikes apricots possibly more than she dislikes other fruits. Their tart or sour taste just gives her the shivers! She was especially nonplussed that I was making this cake. I’m not sure she ever even tried it! Her loss.
I was quite certain The Hubs would be thrilled! His initial reaction was a little off the mark I was expecting. Four pieces later (not in one sitting) I’m pretty sure he came around to the apricot upside down cake. He is already looking forward to next apricot season when we can make this again! He might even be thinking of hitting up the farmer’s market or supermarket to see if he can find some fresh apricots.
Heck, he might be thinking of alternative fruits to use (peaches, nectarines, etc.). I think a person could put a little whipped cream on top or even some vanilla ice cream. I certainly didn’t need any on the pieces I had…but a person could.