Yesterday, I made a cake that supposedly tastes like donuts. Even at the time, I realized that if I wanted something that tasted like a donut, maybe I should just make donuts. As it turns out, this cake wasn’t quite as donutty (word? no? oh …
Ok, we have to talk. It’s about… the cake. It’s not the cake, it’s me. I just can’t do it anymore. See, it’s bathing suit season, or rather, it would be bathing suit season if Monday Cake Days hadn’t wreaked such havoc on my …
I have been on the hunt, people. A few weeks ago, while browsing some food sites, I saw a picture of this beautiful, towering, white coconut cake. I was completely smitten. But looks can be deceiving, because as I read the recipe, I realized that …
Honestly, sometimes I can’t just let well enough alone. I see a recipe, and something about it strikes my fancy. Then, I proceed to make it, changing whatever it was that originally grabbed my attention. I end up with something completely different, and kind of, …
So, when I instituted Monday Cake Day, I wasn’t thinking about the fact that sometimes, I wouldn’t want to come home on a Monday and make a cake. I mean, yes, baking a cake can be an incredibly cathartic experience, and eating a cake can …
It’s a rainy Sunday, and I planned on spending the day cleaning the house, doing laundry, and doing a little baking. To me, there is nothing better than a whole day with nothing to do except look through your cookbooks and then bake a …
Hi guys. I know. Mondays are hard. The week kind of yawns out in front of you, and you kind of get the feeling that nothing worthwhile is really going to happen until next a whole FIVE days from now, except e-mails and phone calls …