The little bits that stuck to the pan tasted pretty darn good
Reasons why my apple cake doesn’t look as good as Lisa’s (it is a pretty shocking difference, isn’t it?):
1. She didn’t screw up the recipe. I got it all down fine until it came to mixing the apples with the sugar and cinnamon. There I kind of flubbed it. But I mainly lost out on the decorative topping with that.
2. She probably used an 8-in. or 9-in. springform pan, as the recipe advises. I stick stubbornly with my 10-in. version since I’m loathe to spend money on a new one.
3. I missed a few spots with the cooking spray and some bits and pieces stuck to it. Harrumph!
4. Kevin’s a better photographer than me, damn it! (And don’t go goin’ all humble on me, White.)
The batter on this baby is to die for. I purposely left a portion on the beater so I could sneak some while it was baking. Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm.
Beyond the cake…
A co-worker (is it a co-worker when I don’t really WORK there?) moseyed up to my desk today to ask me whether I was in a good mood this morning. “Why?” I asked. Apparently he was walking in behind me and observed my gait. “You skipped into work today,” he smirked. Skipped? Pressed further, he also used the verb “trotted.” Well, I suppose it’s a good thing that I’m giving off such eager-to-get-to-my-cube vibes.