Is It Givin' Entenmann's Or Homemade: Let's Get Into These Pound Cakes
Is It Givin' Entenmann's Or Homemade: Let's Get Into These Pound Cakes
Now a good pound cake is fluffy, buttery, and has a little bit of creaminess in the middle of the bite. The top must be golden brown on the top – a little bit light skin while the bottom and the side could be a bit browner.
We have Donna, KD, and Shatera who are going to try each other's pound cake, and hopefully it gives what it needs to give.
KD broke down the traditional way a pound cake should be baked – 1 lb of butter, sugar, eggs, and other fixings you would like to add, but the first three are a must.
Shatera also lets the audience know that this is truly a Black family staple – you can have this at a baby shower, funeral, birthday party, and just in the crib for a late night bite.
Anyways, let's get into the competition and we first have Shatera.
Shatera spiced her pound cake up and made a 7 Up by the pound cake. Now, 7 Up cake is also a cultural staple in the Black community so merging the two MIGHT not be so bad. She also added a secret ingredient: cream cheese.
Shatera lets us know she's the go-to cook during the holidays, so let's see how the aunties react and if they would stop by for a plate of this pound cake.
From the presentation, Auntie Donna is skeptical while Auntie KD seems to be intrigued by the submission, highlighting the glaze on the sides.
First bites are in: Auntie Donna said its 'just okay,' while Auntie KD kept it very cutesy, very demure, and shared Shatera 'did a good job on this one.'
Final score: 15
It's Auntie Donna's turn – and I may have a bone to pick with our Cocoa Butter producers.
Why is this Auntie Donna's first time making pound cake but she has so much to say about Shatera?
Who is on the talent side? We need to vet the folks better (unless the goal is for the giggles and the comments to eat her up, then hey, mission accomplished).
Anyways, Auntie Donna says her pound cake is 'delicious,' but from what I see, it looks like a chocolate cake with powdered sugar.
Auntie Donna shares her ingredients, and first off, who puts Pink Himalayan on pound cake?
Already lost me, no shade.
Her secret ingredient is sour cream.
Whew.
I can't even continue – Auntie Donna is bigging herself up and chile….
So anywho, let's get into the first bites from Auntie Shatera and Auntie KD.
Auntie Shatera hit it on the nail and said the same thing I said – it looks like it has some chocolate drizzle and powdered sugar. While not traditional, Auntie Shatera isn't giving it too much flack.
Auntie KD is a sweetheart, giving positive sentiments to the pound cake calling it a 'nice presentation.'
Auntie KD says it's a 'nice cake,' while Auntie Shatera questions if Ashton Kutcher is in the room and she's being Punk'd.
I feel you, Auntie.
She compared her cake to Entenmann's from the store – now didn't I say at the top of this commentary to leave the Entenmann's at home?
Final score: 14
Now, let's see what Auntie KD has for me.
Now, the presentation looks cute – she added some strawberries and a homemade cream to the top of the pound cake.
Welp – at first glance, Auntie Donna and Auntie Shatera are skeptical. Auntie Shatera says its giving 'strawberry shortcake' while Auntie Donna wasn't feeling the presentation.
Auntie Shatera took her bite and labeled it 'plain,' wondering where the sugar or sweetness is while Auntie Donna is not a fan of it at all.
And the way they describing it, I wouldn't be either chile.
Final score: 7
Here comes one of the world's favorite Auntie's – summoning Miss Vivica A. Fox!
Vivica starts with Donna's submission – and she was feeling it folks, but noted it was 'dry.'
She gives it a 5.
Next, she tried KD's pound cake and was already into it.
She gives her an 8.
Finally, it's time for Shatera's and calls it dry.
She ends up giving her a 3.
This means…. shockingly enough, Auntie Donna wins.
If you liked my shady commentary, I know you'll love this shady episode.
Click the video below – and Auntie Donna, right on playa!
Sometimes it takes one shot and boom, you're a winner.
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