I'm not one to make New Year's Resolutions lists. I've found that I've done well with my resolutions being singular and often easily completed in a week or so of the nerve wracking January 1 date. One year my goal was to read Anna Karenina. I had purchased it a few months before and it was staring at me. Since then, I've only had the resolve to read one specific book per year. There was a year when I decided that I'd quit smoking. Luckily, that one held -- I'm now 2 years smoke free.
But, if you were to look at our blog, you'd think that both J and I were meeting some resolution inflicted quota.
Way back in August I got a great gift from my baking companion -- an Easy Bake Oven. It actually meant a lot to me -- in my younger days, my neighbor had one (circa 1972) and we would bake in it and I used to play with her Barbie dolls too, but that's not really relevant to this blog.
Today, with a bit of time and a swift kick to my pants, I made a cake in my Easy Bake Oven. Here's what I learned: The cake sticks a bit. The batter is a bit runny. The frosting way thick. The smell is compelling. Frosting the cake was easier than I remember it -- I assume it was from all the practice I've gotten with this blog.
The cake that came out of my lightbulb heated plastic oven was quite nice. A bit spongy, but all in all an "adequate cake" to paraphrase J's father.
The chocolate frosting was a bit thick, but a couple drops of water fixed that right up. It was tasty -- but remember folks, I'm the one who's written about frosting with a tub o' frosting, so my opinion on frosting is a bit suspect.
Notice the lovely cake plate -- just the right size to showcase this lovely treat -- J and Kev got it for me for Christmas.
Robb
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