This is a typical American Easter carrot cake. It has nothing in common with the Swiss carrot cake. It is much heavier and sweeter than the Swiss original, but that also makes it perfect for decorating!
Especially at Easter, you often have visitors and soon don’t know what to serve. A cake like this keeps for quite a long time and is still very fresh on the 2nd or 3rd day. It’s the carrots that keep the cake fresh!
I wasn’t served this cake on my travels in the USA, nor was I there at Easter, but always in the summer. I was there for the first time in 1984, just after the Olympics, and in New York we saw the parade of returning athletes, a great procession through the main streets of the city. Our journey then took us via Minneapolis to California, San Francisco, where we visited relatives in Napa Valley. From there we went to Oregon, Portland, where another branch of our family had settled. Here is a little of our family history:
After the last famine in Switzerland, around the mid-1800s, a son of my mother-in-law’s ancestors emigrated to America. Months later, his siblings received a letter telling them to join him, as there was work for everyone in America.
You have to remember that in Switzerland the eldest son always inherited the farm or his father’s business, and the other children were left empty-handed. You can’t divide up a farm, because we don’t have large farms. So, the other children, and there were usually more than just 2 children per family, had to see for themselves how they could make ends meet.
So, 1 other brother and 3 sisters traveled to New York, America, to meet the other brother there. The siblings were all already married and had their partners with them. They worked until they had saved enough to travel across America with covered wagons and horses, because Oregon was the “holy” land for the Swiss. Many Swiss really did settle there, because the climate and nature are very similar to Switzerland.
These families were on the road for 9 years, stopping every now and then in a town to work and earn money so that they could travel the next section. They had children, lost some and after 9 years, 1 family less, because they stayed in California, they arrived in Portland, where they built up farms. We visited their descendants!
Prep time
30 min
Cooking time
45 min
Portions
12
Total time
1 h 15 min
Ingredients
Cake, 23 cm diameter:
100 g ground Hazelnuts
225 ml Sunflower Oil
3 Eggs
225 g brown Sugar
1 tbsp Vanilla Extract
300 g grated Carrots, Water squished out
200 g Flour
50 g wholewheat Flour
2 tsp Baking Powder
1 Pinch of Salt
1/4 tsp Nutmeg
1 tsp Cinnamon
Zest of 1 Orange
Buttercream:
250 g Butter
2 tsp Vanilla Extract
550 g Icing Sugar
2 tbsp Milk
2 Drops yellow Food Coloring
Decoration:
100 g Marzipan
2 tsp Vanilla Extract
6 Drops green Food Coloring
Chocolate Eggs
Sugar Eggs
or other Decorations
Instructions
1
Step 1
For the cake, mix the oil, eggs and sugar together well. Add all the other ingredients and mix well.
2
Step 2
Grease the springform pan very well and sprinkle with flour. Pour in the batter and bake in an oven preheated to 180 C for approx. 45 minutes. Test with a skewer!
3
Step 3
Leave the cake to cool well! Only then cut the cake into two parts!
4
Step 4
For the buttercream, mix the butter and vanilla extract together using an electric mixer, then add the powdered sugar. Finally, add the milk and food coloring and mix well again. You should be able to insert a knife without it falling over.
5
Step 5
Place the cake base on a cake plate and spread approx. 4-6 tbsp of the buttercream on top. I placed the top part of the cake upside down on top so that it is nice and straight at the top.
6
Step 6
Now spread the top and sides of the cake with the buttercream. Chill for 2 hours, then spread the rest of the buttercream on top. Chill again for 15 minutes.
7
Step 7
Knead the marzipan well with the green food coloring. Then press out long strands using a potato ricer. Place these in a round nest shape on top of the cake. Top with chocolate eggs/sugar eggs or something else and chill the cake immediately.
Notes
The cake is quite heavy, as the brown sugar makes it rather dark and honey-colored. This cake is therefore very suitable for a large party, even if it is not very big. And as I said, it keeps for several days.
And here’s a tidbit from our trip to America in 1984, my loved one and his family were there. First we went to New York, then to California and finally to our relatives in Oregon.
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Eine tolle Geschichte, ein grandioses Rezept und danke für die amüsanten Bilder 😉 Genau solche habe ich auch (ich war 1985 das erste mal in den USA) – Locken, weiße Socken, Karottenhosen… Wahnsinn, 40 Jahre her.
Deine Torte ist ein echter Eye-Catcher. Toll, dass du deine Familiengeschichte und die tollen Fotos aus den 80ern mit uns teilst. Gerade das letzte Bild ist für mich typisch amerikanisch, denn das sieht man heute immer noch, dass sich Familien um einen öffentlichen Picnic-Tisch versammeln und richtig groß auftischen. Hach, das macht Fernweh…
Oh Wilma, die Torte ist super, aber die Geschichte und die Fotos sind noch supriger! Danke fürs Teilen. Und ich bin auch gerade erschrocken. 1984 war für mich gefühlt nicht so lange her, bis ich die Fotos gesehen habe… das ist ja dann doch alles recht altmodisch.
Eine tolle Geschichte, ein grandioses Rezept und danke für die amüsanten Bilder 😉 Genau solche habe ich auch (ich war 1985 das erste mal in den USA) – Locken, weiße Socken, Karottenhosen… Wahnsinn, 40 Jahre her.
Genau, 40 Jahre her… wie schnell die Zeit rennt! Ich hab mich auch erschrocken, als ich die Mode sah… 🙂
LG Wilma
Was für eine interessante Auswanderergeschichte!
Einmal im Jahr zu Ostern kann man so eine mächtige Torte schon vertragen ;-))
lg
Das denke ich auch!
LG Wilma
Deine Torte ist ein echter Eye-Catcher. Toll, dass du deine Familiengeschichte und die tollen Fotos aus den 80ern mit uns teilst. Gerade das letzte Bild ist für mich typisch amerikanisch, denn das sieht man heute immer noch, dass sich Familien um einen öffentlichen Picnic-Tisch versammeln und richtig groß auftischen. Hach, das macht Fernweh…
Ja, ich musste auch ein paar Traenchen verdruecken, denn einige dieser Familienmitglieder leben nicht mehr. So schoene Erinnerungen!
LG Wilma
Oh Wilma, die Torte ist super, aber die Geschichte und die Fotos sind noch supriger! Danke fürs Teilen. Und ich bin auch gerade erschrocken. 1984 war für mich gefühlt nicht so lange her, bis ich die Fotos gesehen habe… das ist ja dann doch alles recht altmodisch.
Genau, liebe Zorra, es ist doch erst gestern gewesen…. oder nicht? 🙂
LG Wilma