When I asked my friend Hank if he wanted a cake for his birthday this year he said "HELL YES I WANT A CAKE! As to the kind I am thinking about a chocolate and caramel croquembouche." .... Apparently my friends are trying to get me to expand my Cake-Artistry skills.... However, when I advised this was going to take at least five hours to make, he was going to have to pick a Saturday starting no earlier than 3:00 PM for when we would get together, and that I would not be able to be the Dungeon Master for gaming that day, he started back-pedaling pretty fast. Unfortunately for Hank, the comments from my other friends about his request started giving me ideas. Evil, evil time-saving ideas. And thus, from an unholy collection of Krispy Kreme Doughnut Holes, Zingers, Twinkies, and several boxes of Hostess 100 Calorie Packs of Chocolate Cupcakes, Strawberry Cupcakes, and Twinkie Bites was born the dreaded Ghetto Croquembouche.
