Halfway down a long corridor we stopped and Moe opened a door to an equally simple room: a white rectangle with a single window, a desk, a closet and a small bed. I asked Moe where exactly we were. He said, "A mental hospital." I thought he was kidding and smiled. He wasn't kidding.
Inspired by Black Forest cake, this version of the chocolate and cherry creation ratchets up the intensity with a cocoa-logged filling, espresso and a crown of sugar shards. Execute with thoroughness and precision. Like the Germans would.