Searched for the right recipe online. One that's highly rated. And idiot proof.
I was still marveling at how simple this whole cake baking thing was as I finished whisking the mixture and popped it in the oven. I could smell the sweet aroma as I stepped out of the shower.
How lovely it looks, I thought as I took it out of the oven, mighty pleased.
Fifteen minutes later, when I thought the cake has cooled and hardened, I decided to turn it over and transfer it to a tray for storage.
Nooooooooooo!!!!
Like a proud mama, I took many photos of it and sent them to Mom and Sis for them to ooh and ahh. I was still texting Sis on how I was going to decorate the cake tomorrow after church.
Nooooooooooo!!!!
My cake, perfect just seconds ago, broke into half!
To cut the long story short, I panicked, contemplated how much time I have before Mr Jang returns from his trip, whether I should waste food, before deciding it's not worth re-doing the whole damn thing. Plus, the content tastes ok despite the awful form.
Crisis calls for creativity. So I smashed up the entire cake, jammed it into a narrower bread tin, popped the entire mess into the fridge, then prayed for a miracle the next day.
Turns out, the whole thing hardened into a biscuit / cookie like form instead of the normal fluffiness. But that works. So I went ahead with making the frosting and decorating it.
Et voilà! A slice of birthday cake!
Thank God Mr Jang is appreciative of my efforts and still thinks the cake is edible. Therefore, ending the anxiety of my (low) baking proficiency. I promise I will try harder next year. Practice makes perfect.
Happy birthday!!
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