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My first multi-layered cake


It was a time a new passion for baking blossomed, when I tried making a multi-layered fresh cream pastry cake for the very first time. I called it Fruity Punch pastry cake and I made it for my husband's birthday! :)

First layer - Orange, second - Pineapple and the top one with the star shape is lychee flavoured. I had pieces of fruits layered in them to give it an extra punch and soaked the sponge with all three fruit syrups.


May be I just got lucky at my first try but I feel so proud of myself! :) :)




Do you like pastries? Have you tried baking cakes? Do share your experiences with me! 

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  1. Yummy. Awesome multi-layered cake. Yes, I love pastries.

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    1. Thank you SG! :))
      I forgot to click a picture after cutting the cake. It was colorful too! :D orange, blue and yellowy :D :D

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  2. oh wow Roh!!! that looks awesome!!!! :D My baking is always a step away from disaster :P

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    1. Thank you Princess!! :) :)
      hehehe, I have had many disasters too.. but this one worked out just fine :)

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  3. The cool blue cake looks nice, I am sure it tasted good too. What's behind? Golden Candle?

    Destination Infinity

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    1. Hey! thanks a lot... it tasted amazing because of the fruit syrups soaked in the cake :)
      That is a Christmas tree shaped lamp you see behind the cake. My husband is a xmas baby, so I kept it to make it a xmas themed bday :)

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  4. That looks really good and sounds delicious! I love to bake. I'm not very good at decorating cakes, so mine never look pretty, but they taste really good. I like to make pound cakes; they're delicious and don't have to be decorated. :-)

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