Lend me your ear and I'll sing you the song of a mummy trying to bake her daughter a birthday cake!!!
The scene was set; the radio was humming quietly in the background, Nigella's recipe was laid flat on the table with it's reassuring 'easy peasy lemon squeezy' instructions and all the ingredients were present and correct - I was frankly the picture of domestic bliss.
Well I won't bore you with the details suffice to say the first attempt resembled a pancake. Couldn't get it off the base of the baking tin either! Seriously, somebody ought to consider building houses with my cakes!
Not one to give up easily, I considered my options and decided that I'd make chocolate birthday muffins instead. I couldn't bring myself to make another cake so, yes, muffins would do nicely. I hotfooted it to Asda and purchased a silicone muffin tray which PROMISED that the cakes wouldn't stick once cooked and cooled. (I have yet to decide whether to pursue said manufacturer legally under the Trades Description Act 1968 for false claims!)
Second time round I even folded in some chocolate chunks for added interest. I followed the recipe to the letter.
My Mother In Law called in for a coffee at this stage and suggested I maybe blend the mixture for longer in order that the sponge would be lighter.
They rose beautifully in the oven but, as soon as I removed them, they deflated like poo-coloured balloons.
Hmmm, they do resemble some of the deposits Bertie leaves on the lawn!
Long story short, this was blondie daughter's chocolate birthday muffin hereafter called the 'poo cake' ...
The moral of this story? Well, on a personal level it is not to EVER make cakes - I stopped enjoying the whole procedure after about ten minutes. Generally, we can't all be good at everything and wouldn't the world be a boring place if we were?
Now, as you probably know by now, I am not a cake eater. Perhaps this was a case of 'the flesh being willing but the spirit weak' or even the other way round? However, hormones dictate that I should devour something extremely chocolatey once a month (it's purely a biological thing!). So, from now on, I shall vicariously enjoy all you talented deft-fingered cake makers and your creations. When the need for chocolate cake arises in this household however, I shall stick to Marks & Spencers' Belgian Chocolate Cheesecake which is heaven in a slice!
PS. I was awarded 9/10 for taste though! :-)
PPS. Anybody want an only-used-once silicone muffin tray?