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We Be Baking Now

Personally, I have never really been a cake or cookies or dessert person because I am kinda anti-sugar that way. Use of sugar is sparing, to say the least, in this household so, baking is not really my thing. And besides, I have always felt that there was little creativity to baking because....you know...2 tablespoon of this, 1 cup of that, 2/3 cup of this and mix at low level for 2 minutes (no more, no less or else YOUR CAKE IS GONNA SUCK!!!!)

So, it never really occurred to me that I might want to delve into baking anything, apart from bread which I am interested in. That is, until my son came home from school expressing his interest in baking a cake.

I was like....me???!!! Bake? Puahahahahaha!

But OK, I will go with the everything-is-in-here-already kinda cake mix, then. And I did and the first one we did (I threw away the box and took no pictures of the cake because it looked like shit but taste like heaven. The picture would do the cake no justice) and it was a smash! I will pick it up again one day and post it here as a recommendation.

So, we are doing it again and the kids really want to be a part of it. You'd think they would outgrow doing things with their moms at their age (16 and 14), right? Er...nope. If they say they wanna try something, I suggest, regardless of their age, we should give it a shot. Like this whole baking thing, he was so proud of it that he wanted to bring it to school to share with his friends. Not this one, but the previous shitty-looking cake. LOL.

Anyway, we are trying this so-called Divine Banana cake thing today but I am expecting the worst because I forgot to oil the pan. Not expecting much in terms of appearance as well but tell you what. I will let you know whether it is divine or the dumps.

As a bonus, here's the box.


Update : Dear Father, please forgive us, for we have sinned. Pretty badly.


The cake itself is not very sweet and there's a reason for that....the icing, OMGGGGGGGG. Pure sugar, butter and a tiny bit of milk. I didn't want to make the icing in the beginning (read: anti-sugar activist) but I did it just because...well, there's that packet of sugar staring at me pouting in a sugar kinda way so, I went like So what?! Let's go and I think it's great that we did.

The work of art above (and splatters all around it) is courtesy of the two boys who were armed with sickly sweet sugar-coated spatulas. I just watched as they struggled to spread it. lol

It's been fun and I might consider the organic, original, wheat-free, low sugar, fresh fruits, gluten-free whatever recipes out there one day but for now, let's not be so ambitious. We will just go with the boxed ones for now because...so far so good. One day I might try out other people's recipes.

BONUS: Tip from bakery shop owner - put in melted butter last, don't dump whole butter into the mix. I just found it useful since she mentioned it. I live near two cake wholesale supply shops (and it took me this long to try something out) and they have plenty of advice.

TGIF,
Love,
Marsha

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