I don't remember if I've ever actually eaten a banana split in my life. I should make a point to. The only difference between this cake and a banana split is that the latter involves, or revolves around ice cream. Mine revolves around cake. Both sound good.


I bought a 9" cake board for my cake, and I was hoping it would be big enough to support my cake so I could lift it into a box. Alas, it wasn't and my cake covered it entirely and the piping ran off the edge of the board. I was not sure how I was going to lift this cake into a box in the first place, but realized it is too tall for both sizes of boxes I have. So I carried it on the turntable. I carried it to the car, somehow protected it from harm during the traffic-laden and bumpy ride there, and walked it up the stairs to her apartment smudge-free! Talent, folks. Talent.


It's 3 layers of banana cake frosted with vanilla buttercream, then circled with a chocolate sauce waterfall, a ring of cherries and a shower of jimmy-style sprinkles.