So if you’ve read my blog for a while you may remember me saying that I’m a great cook but a terrible baker. All that measuring and exactness and precision. I’m way better at throwing a bunch of junk in a pan or pot or BBQ or grilling up some deliciousness.
Remember when I made baked mac n cheese and used a very wrong ingredient? How about that time I screwed up meringue by thinking cream of tartar and tartar sauce were the same thing (they’re really not)?
And then there was the time after my first niece was born. I tried to make this delicious and adorable baby block cake for the surprise baby shower:
There are approximately 3 different WRONG icings in this picture, not to mention the deformed, crumbly, fingerprinted mess of cubes that literally fell apart as I tried to ice them. I think that empty glass probably had some Vodka to dull the pain of FAILure.
Yup, here’s my lovely masterpiece:
I threw it in the garbage.
So, I’m planning on making a cake for a birthday dinner I’m going to on Wednesday. There are 6 of us celebrating our birthdays in April (mine’s April 18th – now you have enough time to make me something extra especially awesome by then kthxbai)
25 of us are going for a nice dinner to a restaurant with free corkage, that’s right FREE. Meaning we will each bring a bottle of wine and get extra especially drunk, so that when it comes time to present my cake, everyone will be too drunk to care what it looks like.