This cake scared the shit out of me.
I intended to bring it to board game night, my first time back after returning to the East Coast. This cake was meant to be a yellow cake from my favorite recipe, filled with chocolate mousse and wrapped in chocolate frosting. It was also the first cake in almost five months made with the blog in mind. I thought that as soon as I started baking again I’d start writing again, and once I started writing I could figure out some smart, funny way to explain my move back to DC.
Here’s how that went.
- I didn’t start baking until 10 at night
- I realized I forgot to buy cake flour
- I stood at the kitchen counter for thirty minutes debating whether to go back to the store or just give up
- I didn’t have a single clever thing to say