A for effort - F for failure

My mother says that I am the "baker" in the family. While my mother is a fantastic cook, she tends to have a little trouble when it comes to baking. So I like to think that I got my baking ability from my great aunt, who is an amazing baker.

Tonight I tried a new recipe which tested my patience and confidence in my baking abilities. I haven't shared too many baked good recipes here and the reason why is that I rarely make any. Generally I save them for special events or what not. I'm not the type to just keep brownies and such on hand. If I did my thighs would never forgive me for it. Cellulite just happens to be one of the many hazzards of being a food blogger.

The cake that I tried to make tonight in all honestly seemed suspect from the start. The ingredients just didn't sound yummy to me. Too much of this and not enough of that. But I decided to give it a try anyway.

 I have a theory that cooking is art and baking is a science. Cooking can be very forgiving and you can rescue a failure most of the time. Not so much when it comes to baking, so I know that you need to follow the recipe exactly or things might not turn out so great. So I followed the recipe to a "T" and I got a crap cake. No flavor and very biscuit-like. Who wants to eat that?

^^^ The Poo Cake ^^^

The only good thing was that the frosting I dreamed up to go on top turned out very yummy. Though next time I might make a minor adjustment to make it even better.

Now I just need to find the perfect cake to match.