Okay people. This is how it goes: For the last two years I have been obsessively keeping a cake journal of every cake I bake. I bake a lot of freakin cakes for no good reason except that it gives me an excuse to eat a lot of raw batter.
Friends and family love my cakes and so I get asked to bake cakes for them for their birthdays, potlucks, parties, etc. Its great fun and it gives me a chance to experiment...and eat more raw cake batter.
I take no credit for my cake success; I pilfer pretty much every recipe from THE CAKE BIBLE by Rose Levy Beranbaum (hereafter known as The Book). My sister got The Book for me three years ago for Christmas and now my copy is completely beat up: notes in the margins, frosting smeared over pages, pages falling out. I had two pages stuck together with meringue for several months before I ripped them apart to get to a recipe.
I don't make fancy cakes, I don't know how to pipe icing to save my life, I don't work with fondant or sugar flowers or any kind of hoohah like that. I just make good, damn good, cakes with tasty frostings.
So this blog is all about my cakes: what I baked, why I baked, how it tasted, tricks I've learned, info to pass on, incessant rambling about nothing in particular, etc etc etc. Like I said I have two years worth of cakes that I may try to post here...maybe I won't. I'm new to this blogging thing. Maybe I should obsessively keep a journal about blogging.