Restaurant review: Whiskey Cake’s signature dessert redeems the disastrous new brunch menu

by Jayme Campbell of Confection Confessions

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Instead of trying the new weekend brunch menu, just lick the armpit of a 400-pound man after he spent an entire day eating the fried food at the State Fair.

PLANO — I get why Whiskey Cake named their entire establishment after their signature dessert, because it is the only edible thing on the menu.

After consuming massive amounts of chocolate for 4 hours at the Dallas Chocolate Conference, I was in major need of some protein. Since weekend brunch is a rarity in my life, I was pretty excited to give Whiskey Cake’s fairly new brunch menu a shot.

Disappointed cannot even begin to explain it. The popovers were dry, strawberry butter was pretty much only pink, unsalted butter without a single hint of fruit. The chicken and waffles were so salty, I would have rather licked the armpit of a 400-pound man after he spent the entire day eating fried foods at the State Fair of Texas. Don’t even get me started on the hockey puck that was our burger.

I was so guilt-ridden and depressed by the massive amount of calories that I consumed on food that was one of the most disappointing dinging experiences since being fed raw meat in the Poconos. I had no desire to order dessert, only to be let down again.

However, as I cursed like a sailor under my breath, I saw a few slices of the famed Whiskey Cake go by to other tables and watched them consume the cake eagerly. I figure, let’s go for broke and give it a shot. I did not think I could be any more let down.

Once the cake was brought to our table (with an entire bowl of fresh made whip cream), the clouds parted, the birds chirped, and World Peace was found. (No, seriously; it was gray and rainy that day and when I came out of the restaurant, it was sunny and birds were chirping.) I am lying about the World Peace thing, though.

The cake had the color and texture of sticky toffee pudding. It is laced with pecans, toffee, stout, and covered in a whiskey anglaise. Add to that perfection, a dollop or whole bowl of whip cream, and you have yourself one hell of a dessert.

I like this dessert because it works for both people like me with a sweet tooth, and people who like a light, more subtle dessert.

It is not often that I can say that one dessert has redeemed a complete and utter disaster of a meal, but I can honestly say that this one has. Hopefully Whiskey Cake was having an off day, and the food is better than I experienced. Not sure I would put myself through it again to find out. However, since you can order a whole Whiskey Cake, I wouldn’t be opposed to popping in one day and ordering myself a whole cake.

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