So we had a little shindig to attend this evening, a goodbye party that required the baking of a yellow cake with chocolate frosting. And because I have never made a cake from scratch and because I'd like to make the cake for Lily's upcoming birthday from scratch and need to practice, I flipped open my Betty Crocker Cookbook and got busy. Yes, the Betty Crocker book -- nothing fancy. I had hoped that maybe the guest of honor would enjoy something a bit more exotic like the honey ginger cake in my River Cottage Family Cookbook, but no such luck.
You might remember my aversion to precise measurements. I'm terrible and should really have learned my lesson by now. But no. I wasn't particular about measuring today and ended up with a dense cake rather than a light, fluffy one. It didn't taste bad, especially with the delish buttercream frosting that was so sweet my teeth nearly fell out, but I must get my act together if I want to serve my little one year old a tasty birthday cake.
One good thing: I learned how to melt chocolate. And as I thumbed through the cookbook looking for instructions, I found that the entire front section of the book is all about entertaining and how to prevent food contamination -- probably something worth reading. If I ever have to set a formal dinner table, now I know where to turn.