Caketastrophe!
Hi everyone,
I am James’ co-blogger! I share the obsession of both food and reality TV (which I like to call “trash TV”). I find that I talk about them in conversations like they are people that I know. Example, “OMG Kinley has the most annoying laugh.”
I am currently in Oklahoma. State of the best fried food ever! I am a grad student at OU working on my MLIS. In order to keep my sanity I find food and the dramatic lives of people I don’t know to be extremeley soothing. My form of Zen, if you will.
I really love to bake creating fluffy cakes and chewy cookies, and having people tell me what a wonderful baker I am, is a euphoric experience for me. Imagine my culinary devastation when I had a caketastophe . This summer I was commissioned to make a red velvet cake for my father’s birthday. This was a seemingly easy request. I am always bragging about how wonderful my cakes are. I got the ingredients and was ready to bake. However, I was in a hurry and had to make it in someone elses kitchen. I mixed up the cake and everything seemed fine. When I pulled the cake from the oven the edges were singed.
“Don’t panic” I told myself. “You can cut off the edges.”
I cut off the burnt edges still convinced that everything would be okay. My time was running short I did not wait for the cake to cool completely. This is a major baking faux pas. When I came back into the kitchen to make sure that my cake was ready to go it had literally imploded on itself. Frosting, aided by the Fresno summer, was flowing like lava through the cracks in the cake. I had to pitch the whole thing!I had to get a Vons ice cream cake instead. Needless to say my family ribbed me the whole night about the missing cake.
Megan
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