The Rest Of The Story

You may be wondering how that cake from yesterday turned out. Well, after a lot more baking time, it still did not cook through, so it ended uop like this.

I have made some incredible cakes from this cookbook, but this was not one of them.

I'm thinking the problem may have been that Ms. Purdy's idea of a large carrot is very different from what a large carrot looks like around here.

"We don't want any stinking small carrots around here", says Ginny. 

"Unless there is a lot of them, that is", adds Weasley.

Anyway, I went off to the grocery to buy a cake, only to find none available. But they did have a box, a familiar red box, that said CARROT in large letters. In small letters it said it had real "carrot flavored pieces". Yikes! Not something that would usually fly around here, but we were getting desparate.

Luclily, the Girl was coming home late from band practice, so I was able to make and ice a cake from the box. The icing was made with real cream cheese and butter, so that part was OK.

After all that, the cake did a good job of holding the candles.

 

Wishes were made.

 

 If you look closely at the picture above, you will see that the Girl "helped" with the candles, and blew a card onto the cake!The birthday wishes must have included not burning up the card (or house), for which I am very grateful!

"It looks like a big waste of carrots to me, Ginny."

"You're actually right about something for once, Dad. I totally disapprove of this story!"

Don't Tell Anyone, But...

So, The Man of the House requested carrot cake for his birthday. Normally, I'm a very good baker (that's why I use Ginny's picture in my profile), but I've never made carrot cake. After the required baking time, the toothpick came out clean. I let it rest, as the recipe said, and then turned it out onto the wire rack to continue cooling.  At which point, it began to OOZE through the rack.

And then, a large chunk SLITHERED off the counter onto the FLOOR!

What to do? What would you do? Normally the five second rule does not apply in this house, because of the buns, and because why do housework when you can create?

Don't tell anyone, but I scooped that lump of cake up of the floor with a spatula, and dumped it and the rest of the cake right back into the pan, and popped it back in the oven! They should be used to bunny hair around here, shouldn't they?

I've never done something like that before, and I'm feeling guilty. What if the oven doesn't kill all the germs?

Maybe I should go to the grocery for one of their carrot cakes? Of course, TMOTH doesn't read this blog.  Hmmmm.....