obviously, I do not know how to open a bag of cake mix without it exploding all of me, the floor, sink, counters, roommates within a 3 feet radius, etc.
You see, today was Anna's birthday, and because I wanted to be a good roommate, I told her I'd make her a cake.
Because I wanted to be an even BETTER student, I decided I would start it last night. While this incident put a damper on things, I still got the cake made.
However, this was not the least of my worries.
Snicker cake, you're were a huge pain in the ARSE.
Today I was on a time crunch. I got back from the gym at 10:30 and figured, "hey! How long could it really take to frost a cake?!" 2 hours. That's how long. Anna wanted Snicker cake, and the birthday girl gets what the birthday girl wants! Anyways, this cake entailed chocolate pudding, Cool Whip, and crushed Snicker all nestled between 2 layers of Devil's food. Sound pretty easy, right? Nope. Let's just say that within those 2 hours, I had to endure having the cake fall apart when I attempted to layer it, trying to thaw Cool Whip and having it turn to a puddle of goo, trying to make lunch only to have my grilled cheese burned to a crisp and my tomato soup boil over, and then when I'd doctored the cake all up and finagled a crevice of space in the fridge, having cartons of yogurt fall right into the piece of artwork.
Hang on, my blood pressure is rising just writing this.
Breathe. Breathe.
...better
However, if I do have one piece of wisdom for you today, despite my complete lack of cake skills, it is this:
WW51- PRESERVE.
In the end, Snicker cake turned out alright. (After a lot of paper towels and a sticky note on the tray telling people not to laugh at it too hard)
And Anna was a happy birthday girl.
And for once, all the roommates were in the same place at the same time!
Happy 19th Anna
1 comment:
Wow. What a fiasco in the kitchen! Been there. Done that. About each and every Sunday!!!
You are a thoughtful roomie!
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