This is an Appalachian classic that I intended to do years ago. It’s a kind of wedding cake, only communal. That is, a wedding cake made on the spot, comprised of pre-baked layers brought by everyone invited to the party. Not exactly a pastry for the Age of Social Distancing. More like a remembrance of an age that’s momentarily lost — but that shall come again! Stay tuned!
UPDATE: After investigating stack cakes over the weekend, it appears I was mistaken. Stack cakes have to ripen for up to a week before they’re very good to eat, so the idea that they were made “on the spot” for weddings seems to be just one more of those annoying culinary myths. I can’t believe I fell for it. I’ve been out of the game too long!