Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Just sayin': Cake Wreck

Ah crap. Look what happened to the cake I baked my neighbors for National Night out!

In the fridge, a precarious cake edge collapsed. Le Sigh. I knew I shouldn't have put that layer on the top. Normally I would never dare show my cake, or my face, in public ever again. But meh. When your cake is a wreck, the least you can do is wreck it in style. How do you like me now:


  1. Maybe the cake was trying to warn you that NNO would suffer a torrential, hail producing thunderstorm.
    Maybe the cake is smarter than you thought!

  2. Someone left the cake out in the rain... all the sweet green icing flowing do-o-ooown...

    WAit, no they didn't. We took it onto the neighbor's covered porch, cut it up, ate it, and drank a lot of beer and wine. Some of the neighbors are still out there eating the cookies abandoned by one of the townhouse dwellers.


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