So, not being the biggest domesticity maven in the world, I rarely bake except for once a year (or so) when I bake D’s birthday cake. Called the Fugly Cake (for reasons which will be self-explanatory), this is a rich delectable chocolate delight which is covered in more chocolate icing. (Very tasty, even though I say that myself.)
Again, I had organized myself to make sure that I had all the ingredients and the time and the right attitude. (No grumpy baking allowed).
And then the finished product. You can probably work out from this just why it’s called the Fugly Cake.
Looks can deceive and despite its physical appearance, this is what was there the next day….
Yumskirooney. Happy (belated) B-Day D. 🙂