This green lamp is my inspiration. It may be ugly to you, but to me it's beautiful and has added a touch of Cactus Flower to my living room. I've been feeling a little on the lousy side these past few days, but something stirred inside of me when Ryan met me after work for dinner and a quick peek in Target. I could blame it on the Sangria I drank with my Honey Mustard Crisp Salad, but we actually went to Target before dinner, and it was before my fruity cocktail that I decided I would spend my evening at home baking a cake.
I've always enjoyed cooking dinners, but I've never been great with desserts. Niki says that's because "Cooking is an Art and Baking is a Science." I gathered all of the materials necessary (except for food coloring, which is never necessary, but always fun) to satisfy this "experiment" and tried my darnedest to follow the instructions.
My watermelon-knit oven-mitts, new green lamp, and leftover black frosting from Halloween played role as muses for this Watermelon Cake. I enjoyed watching the green icing goop sizzle in the oven as I mixed pink dye into a mug of frosting.
Still, despite all of these retro-happy encouragements, my cake came out poorly.
This is why I hate science.
I feel like some traumatic incident has left me with repressed memories of just how lousy I am at making cakes. I swear, when I rolled up my sleeves and pulled out the mixer from the high shelf, I thought I was going to make magic tonight. I don't know what made me think that, but I'm still proud of my sweet baking endeavor. She's a bit flimsy and sad looking, but I'd say she resembles a watermelon more than any other plainclothes cake you'd come across in the grocery store. Wouldn't you?
These are my new ceramic measuring cups that I got via a la Objects Found. Maybe their sunflowery cheerfulness and individual pouring spouts are the real ones at fault for me trying to believe in baking.
I've always enjoyed cooking dinners, but I've never been great with desserts. Niki says that's because "Cooking is an Art and Baking is a Science." I gathered all of the materials necessary (except for food coloring, which is never necessary, but always fun) to satisfy this "experiment" and tried my darnedest to follow the instructions.
My watermelon-knit oven-mitts, new green lamp, and leftover black frosting from Halloween played role as muses for this Watermelon Cake. I enjoyed watching the green icing goop sizzle in the oven as I mixed pink dye into a mug of frosting.
Still, despite all of these retro-happy encouragements, my cake came out poorly.
This is why I hate science.
I feel like some traumatic incident has left me with repressed memories of just how lousy I am at making cakes. I swear, when I rolled up my sleeves and pulled out the mixer from the high shelf, I thought I was going to make magic tonight. I don't know what made me think that, but I'm still proud of my sweet baking endeavor. She's a bit flimsy and sad looking, but I'd say she resembles a watermelon more than any other plainclothes cake you'd come across in the grocery store. Wouldn't you?
It's always been my personal policy that it doesn't matter what food looks like as long as it tastes good!
ReplyDeleteIt tastes good!
ReplyDeleteOkay, when i have you over for lunch/dinner we are baking a cake. You just need confidence.
ReplyDeleteI just re-read this post cause something was nagging at my brain: In the sentence "I enjoyed watching the green icing goop sizzle in the oven..." were you using "green icing goop" as a descriptive phrase or was there really icing in the cake batter?
ReplyDeleteOn the topic of "green icing goop": Gee, I guess I didn't put much thought into that one! You're right though, it wasn't really icing, it was just BATTER! Baffling Batter.
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