I know, enough with the food pics already
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.