These are all good things, don't get me wrong. So last night we went out to dinner, to a lovely spot where--for some reason--cake was not on the menu. (The choices were chocolate mousse, apple crisp, and banana creme brulee, which seems to be the "it" dessert of the moment: it's been on the menu everywhere lately. I had the crisp.) Last year we had Japanese for my birthday dinner--again, not really a cake kind of a cuisine.
This is all fine. But today I baked a cake. Because, if I want cake on my birthday (or thereabouts) (and I do), I'm not only going to have to bake it, I actually want to. I like my cakes. I like to bake. Where's the problem here?
(Mississippi Mud Cake, from New Recipes from Moosewood Restaurant, aka "The White Moosewood.")
5 comments:
There is no problem. And it looks like it was a great cake! On my birthday this year, I wasn't going to have time to bake, and my husband leaves the baking to me, so I marched into a bakery in a town we were passing through and announced that it was my birthday and where were the cakes. And I got a very nice lemon pound cake with that sort of drizzly crunchy icing on it.
Happy Birthday!
Libby, happy belated birthday! That is - wow - a gorgeous cake.
Oh, that looks yummy!I hope you enjoyed it!
Magpie, that's a great story. Thanks, Susan & Kate! It was (is! leftovers!) good, and so easy. Yum.
Oh dear... last year *I* baked a cake for you (too bad you couldn't taste it) and blogged about it, but this year I wasn't even here to wish you happy birthday! :) That cake is making me so hungry! I'm sure you enjoyed it, and you definitely deserved it. I hope I can teach my boys to be good bakers so they can bake me a cake on my birthday someday, what about that?
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