I failed the first time I attempted to make this snickers cake about a year ago. Correction: I failed miserably. I failed so hard that I lost my shit and threw a temper tantrum like a toddler who hasn’t had her afternoon nap. Like—full on Kim Kardashian crying breakdown…
Did I really cry over a failed layer cake? Yes- I cried over a cake. But it was really about more than a cake…
Ruining a cake was a sign that I had failed. And because I had failed, I had to face that nagging voice inside my head. The voice that says you are not good enough and that this is all a waste of time. The voice that reminds you of all your past failures and reinforces your insecurities. The voice that gives you an easy out when things get difficult…
“Why don’t you just quit?”
Maybe I should quit… It would not be the first time that I was fiercely passionate about something only to lose all interest once the novelty has worn off. I’m sure the world would still continue on without missing a beat if I were to stop baking and blogging.
But then again, what if I didn’t quit? In fact, when was the last time I resisted the urge to give up when things got tough?
The last time I “stuck it out” was in 9th grade when I decided to join the varsity soccer team. Just to be clear, I had zero ambition of being a star soccer player- the only reason I was there was to get closer to the boy I had a crush on. And when my crush got a hernia two weeks into conditioning and wouldn’t be playing soccer that season, I was ready to quit the team.
But my dad wouldn’t let me quit.
I struggled throughout my entire soccer season. During conditioning, I had to ask my dad several times to pull over the car so I could limp out, wincing in pain, while I tried to stretch my calf muscles. I frequently suffered from muscle cramps and collapsed on several occasions when my body just decided to give out. I began inhaling 3-4 bananas each day in order to up my potassium intake. My weight shot up about 10-15 pounds as I started eating two dinners every night. I was ravenous. And I was also the slowest person on the team to run the mile. My cardio conditioning was terrible. My footwork wasn’t much better. I don’t remember ever scoring a goal (not for lack of trying), but I do remember getting hit with a ball so hard in my face that I blacked out for several seconds. And I recall tripping over my own two feet during practice while my dad laughed & shouted, “That’s my girl!”
And you know what? I am so glad my dad didn’t let me quit the soccer team.
It is our struggles that determine our successes.
I’m very glad I decided to try this Snickers Cake again. The struggle made success that much sweeter.
Tips for successfully making this Snickers Cake:
- Don’t mess up on step #1. Take the time to 1) ensure you have 3 round pans that are all the same size and 2) follow directions precisely by using grease, flour and parchment paper.
- Give your cakes plenty of time to cool and chill
- Plan on making the nougat filling once your cakes are chilled and you are ready to assemble. I found that the nougat set up pretty quickly so be ready to use it shortly after making it.
- Be patient & take your time with this recipe. Don’t try to rush it.