Elvis Fluffernutter Cake....

This weekend Paul and I were invited to a little dinner party with some friends. I was asked to bring chocolate cookies that are made by mixing a can of pumpkin with a box of cake mix. And while they're tasty little treats (and non-fat to boot!) I just am not the type of person who can show up at someone's house with something that only took me 5 minutes to make.

Several months ago I came across an Elvis Fluffernutter cake on Cookie Baker Lynn's blog. I bookmarked it immediately and since then have read through the recipe several times just waiting for the perfect occasion to make the cake. The dinner party was the perfect excuse and I even had all of the ingredients on hand (mostly because I am a HUGE fluffernutter fan and our house is never without a jar or two or three of peanut butter or marshmallow fluff- YUM!).

This cake was fairly easy to make and didn't take too long either which is always good when there's a baby in the house! It's a banana cake with chocolate chips. The filling is peanutbutter and marshmallow fluff and the frosting is peanutbutter (and sugar. and butter. and tastiness.) I took it over the edge and chopped up some peanutbutter cups to throw on top.

Everyone at the party LOVED it. And I loved that they insisted that we take the leftovers home with us so Paul and I got enjoy a few more slices.

It's very sweet, and very decadent. It tasted even better the next day as the banana cake was moister. Definitely pour yourself a big cold glass of milk with this one!

I highly recommend this recipe- it's easy to make and uses basic ingredients and turns out absolutely delicious! Elvis would be proud, I'm sure....

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