Carrot Cake, Part Deux

Photo: Michel‘s first carrot cake © 2012 Samuel Michael Bell, all rights reserved

We have an expression to describe something that’s quintessentially American: “as American as apple pie.” The truth be told, though, apple pie isn’t all that American; they have apple pies in every culture where folks grow apples, and the French themselves make some pretty amazing variations of this “American” dessert. On the other hand, it’s pretty difficult to find a dessert more American than carrot cake. Even though it’s known here in France, it still has an air of mystery about it. It’s not at all easy to find, except in some American bakeries (like my favorite, Sugarplum) and at Starbucks (although I don’t recommend a mass-produced carrot cake that’s been deep-frozen, shipped from who knows what cake factory, and then thawed out in a display case).

If you’ve been following my story here on je parle américain, you probably remember that last summer, when Michel and I were babysitting our niece and nephew in Metz, we introduced the kids to this dessert that had recently become a favorite of their Tonton Miko (that’s Michel). The kids had a great afternoon helping us mix the cake but, when it was finally out of the oven and iced with homemade cream cheese icing, they refused to even taste it. A cake with CARROTS in it? Yeah. Not so popular with the four- to seven-year-old crowd. It wasn’t half bad for a recipe from the internet, but it wasn’t a great success either — even with the adults.

One year later, Michel has become quite the amateur baker. Back in June, you see, he got an oven for his birthday and, since then, he’s been trying his hand at various cakes, pies, and tarts. He’s gotten really good at it, too, which is one of the reasons I ended up putting myself on a diet in July. He could make a crusty pain de campagne, a scrumptious moelleux au chocolat, and a decadent lemon-speculoos cheesecake, but what was missing from his repertoire were the recipes he could learn in only one place: the kitchen of Maman Bell. So, when we were back in South Carolina at the end of August, Michel got in the kitchen beside my mom, learning her secrets, taking photos and copious notes, and trying his hand at various recipes. He learned how to make her cheddar, cream cheese, and Colby-Jack mac ‘n’ cheese, her now world-famous buttermilk biscuits, and the pièce de résistance: her carrot cake.

So, not long after our return to France last month, Michel received a special request from his sister: she wanted a carrot cake — a real carrot cake — for her birthday. And Sunday afternoon, that’s exactly what she got:

Michel had intended to make homemade cream cheese icing. He’d even bought a bunch of Philadelphia cream cheese for the occasion. And yes, to preempt your questions, you can find Philadelphia cream cheese in France! Check out the commercial:

(Yes. French people learn English best by eating Philadelphia cream cheese. The inverse is true for learning French. Just eat Boursin everyday and you’ll be fluent in no time! How do you think I did it?)

When the time crunch hit Sunday morning, though, making that icing from scratch wasn’t an option any longer. Michel decided to use the Pillsbury icing we’d brought back in our luggage.

It was the first taste of carrot cake for everyone at the table, except for Michel, his sister who had sampled our less than stellar experiment last summer, and me. That made ten virgin palates for this cross-cultural taste test. The reactions were pretty much what I expected:

It doesn’t taste at all like carrots!

There’s a little too much cinnamon, I think.

(Note to self: The French don’t like cinnamon quite as much as we do.)

It tastes a bit like speculoos (ginger snaps).

That’s super good!

Wow, that’s rich!

All in all, it was a real success, and Michel can be quite proud of his very first carrot cake using my mom’s recipe. I’m just hoping he doesn’t make another one anytime soon. At 400 calories a slice, my waistline can’t afford to have one sitting around our kitchen!

Next up: Red velvet cake — to bring a little more Southern charm into our Franco-American culinary exchange. Sounds like a Valentine’s Day post to me … that, or my groom’s cake when marriage equality passes here next year.

Bon appétit !

P.S. — For anyone who’s interested in trying my mama’s recipe (instead of the one from the internet we used last summer), here it is:

Maman Bell‘s Carrot Cake Extraordinaire 

The cake

  • 2 cups of granulated sugar (approx. 480 grams)
  • 1 cup of vegetable oil (approx. 235 mL)
  • 1/2 cup of applesauce (approx. 120 mL)
  • 4 large eggs
  • 3 cups of shredded carrots, packed (approx. 700 grams)
  • 1 cup of finely chopped walnuts (approx. 240 grams)
  • 3 cups of sifted self-rising flour (approx. 720 grams) (In France, I use “farine de blé avec poudre levante pour gâteaux.”)
  • 1-1/2 teaspoons of cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon of ginger
  • 1/4 teaspoon of cloves
  • 1/4 teaspoon of nutmeg

Mix the sugar, oil, and applesauce in a large mixing bowl. Beat in one egg at a time. Mix in the shredded carrots and chopped walnuts. Sift the flour and measure out 3 cups. Resift the flour with the spices. Beat into the batter 1/4 of the dry mix at a time. Pour the batter into two greased, floured cake pans and bake for 45 to 50 minutes at 350ºF (approx. 175ºC). Let the layers cool on a cooling rack. If possible, wrap the cooled layers in cellophane and place in the refrigerator overnight.

The icing

  • 1/2 cup of butter (120 grams), at room temperature
  • 1 cup of cream cheese (240 grams)
  • 1 pound of powdered sugar (450 grams)
  • 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract

Beat the butter and cream cheese until fluffy. Beat in the powdered sugar until the mixture has the right consistency. Mix in the vanilla extract.

The assembly

Place one layer of cake on a cake plate and ice. Top with the second layer and ice, including the sides of the cake. Garnish with additional chopped walnuts or walnut halves. Slice and enjoy. Like many cakes, this cake is even better a few days after baking.

© 2012 Samuel Michael Bell, all rights reserved

12 thoughts on “Carrot Cake, Part Deux

  1. At last, I have a mom’s carrot cake recipe! Thanks to your mom (and to you) for sharing it with us. Can’t wait to try it.

    (applesauce? oh yeah?)

      1. Ok, that’s what I thought: my last banana cake was so moist, and I put more bananas than usual (and the recipe is something else). Thanks!

      2. I need to try that! Is it on your blog somewhere?

        I must say, I’m very proud of my mom’s recipe. Last Christmas, she baked one for us and — no exaggeration — it was the absolute best carrot cake I’d ever tasted, and my mom’s been baking them for a long time! If you bake this up, let me know what you think of the final product. I’m sure you’ll love it!

  2. I will let you know for sure! Carrot cake is one of the things I really miss from home (I am not American, but am a big—and difficult—Montreal carrot cake fan).

    I found the banana cake/bread/loaf recipe in Jamie’s Great Britain by Jamie Oliver. I didn’t check if it is on the Internet. I’ll send it to you if you can’t find it.

  3. Hi Michael, I tried your mum’s recipe and now, I can say that if I crave for carrot cake, I can bake myself one! I did adapt the icing (I’m picky on icing; didn’t find the right balance yet, but it’ll come), I put more applesauce and less oil and next time, I’ll cut on sugar, but otherwise, it is yum-my. Thank you so much!

    1. I love the applesauce part of it. It definitely makes a difference in both the calories and in the the texture of the cake. Good luck with the experimentation on the icing. I’m pretty particular about my icing too, so I understand how everyone has their own preference. In fact, I am such a fan of icing in general, that I used to joke that “cake is, in fact, just a vehicle for delivery of the icing to the mouth”!

      1. “Cake is, in fact, just a vehicle for delivery of the icing to the mouth.” I love it! (even though I’m not a fan of icing at all)

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