I’ve been baking furiously, here, trying to get a cake for 60 or so people ready for this coming Sunday, when our church will host a baccalaureate for our seniors.
I am used to baking and decorating larger cakes, have done several for various showers and weddings. I love doing it.
However, cakes have a way of failing when you are making them for a special event. I’ve had many mix cakes fall, and occasionally, a scratch cake will fall for me.
This time around, I chose to use a mix because I have the following activities in my life the same weekend:
- Helping host the Arkansas Home School 2014 Graduation in Searcy
- Helping a newly widowed woman move into town
- Preparing and printing the brochures for our baccalaureate
- A camp rally at our church’s camp near Mena
- Cleaning and decorating our church for the baccalaureate
So, you can see, I really did not have time to make scratch cakes and although I never prefer it, I bought mixes and hoped and prayed they’d turn out.
Well, they did not fall.
But when I attempted to turn the first one out onto a rack to finish cooling, it stuck.
It was firmly IN the pan, so firmly it left parts of itself behind and nearly broke in two as I wrestled with it.
As I complained about how they just don’t make cake mixes like they used to, I sort of pieced it together and started on the next cake, determined to really slather the pan with oil and flour, so this one would not stick.
I reached for the other pan and, lo! it was already oiled.
It was the pan I’d prepared for the first cake, but I’d inadvertently poured the first batter into an unprepared pan.
I said a lot of mean things about you, Betty, and I apologize.
It was all my fault.
The final product, I am so glad to say. Doing this was like watching a scary movie! Seven pounds just in the frosting. Aren’t we amazing!