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Texas Sheet Cake

One of the most delicious desserts I've ever tasted is Texas Sheet Cake served with a cold glass of milk.  I simply adore the combination and have had a request to share my recipe, so please enjoy!  I've broken it down into the following steps.
Step One
  • 3 cups flour
  • 2 cups sugar
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
  • 3/4 teaspoons salt
  • Combine the dry ingredients together in a mixing bowl with a whisk until well blended.
Step Two
  • 3/4 cup sour cream
  • 3 eggs
  • Mix the wet ingredients together well with a whisk in a separate small bowl.
Step Three
  • 1 1/2 cups butter
  • 1 1/2 cups water
  • 6 tablespoons cocoa
  • Melt butter in a large saucepan on LOW heat, then add water and cocoa.  Heat until it starts to boil, then turn off heat.  Add the flour mixture and stir until well blended, then add the wet mixture to blend all the ingredients together.
Step Four
  • Pour cake mixture into a large jelly roll pan, then place into oven preheated to 350 degrees.  Bake for 25 minutes.
Step Five
  • 1/2 cup butter
  • 6 tablespoons milk
  • 4 tablespoons cocoa
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla
  • 4 cups powdered sugar
  • For the frosting, melt butter in a medium saucepan on LOW heat, then add the milk and cocoa.  Bring to a boil, but do NOT over cook.  As soon as it begins to boil, remove from heat and add vanilla and powdered sugar.  Mix well, then immediately pour hot frosting over warm cake and spread evenly.

For a dark chocolate version, just use special dark cocoa.  I used a heart shape silicone baking mold for these heart cakes, then popped them out when they were done, placed them in paper liners, then poured the frosting on.

Comments

Lisa said…
My mouth is watering! I am going to make this recipe! PS - love the mini heart version. So cute! Thanks for sharing.

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