To celebrate my husband's name day, the Feast of St. Bartholomew, yesterday we made this cake. I have been dreaming about this cake ever since a friend posted about it. It was delicious, rich and moist, and the perfect antidote to my pregnancy chocolate-peanut butter cravings. It wasn't all about me, it satisfied my husband's sympathy cravings too. Also a scrumptious way to celebrate his saintly namesake.