Well the game went later than we thought and so the boys showed up about 20 minutes before we had to leave so we scarfed down dinner and decided we didn't have time to eat dessert. I was somewhat disappointed after all my hard work but was excited to get going too so I took the cake home.
The next day we were having our new youth pastor and his wife over for dinner so we decided to eat the cake for dessert then. I was so proud of myself! My mom cut into that beautiful cake and put a piece on a plate for everyone. It was so pretty, a deep red with the creamy colored frosting as an accent. I took a huge bite and...YUCK!!!
I don't know what I did wrong but it was so horrible!! I was so embarrassed. My dad, bless that man's heart, ate TWO pieces to make me feel better. But in reality, I knew that it tasted like play dough with really good frosting.
Well that was over 8 years ago but it is a reputation that has defined my life, as far as my ability to bake anyway.
Until now!! I recently got inspired to bake a cake from scratch from a cook book I got from my wedding. It turned out pretty and yummy! I don't actually remember what it was called but it was a four layer white cake with homemade chocolate frosting!! Here are some pictures to prove it!!
The proof is in the cake!!
2 comments:
That cake will be the death of me. It is so incredibly delicious.
Good for you! See, you really can cook. :)
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