I have a very brave family. They are letting me in the kitchen *snicker* now that my husband is not able to cook dinner every night, I’m going to have to learn. He had been the cook for our family for years. My older two kids even joke at school when they have a fire drill “Who let Mom cook in the school kitchen?” All three of my daughters pick on me for my cooking. My son is the only one who doesn’t, but he’s the baby, and a mamma’s boy.
What to attempt to make first? Ha, I know, a CAKE! A chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting, I’d been craving chocolate and peanut butter and I knew we had plenty of peanut butter and a cake mix box in the pantry.
For some silly reason, I decided to make the frosting first. In the long run, I ended up having to refrigerate the frosting due to the first cake turning out crunchy and hard as a rock. I had no idea how to make frosting, so I Google searched it. I found this recipe for the frosting. I followed it exactly as possible. Somehow during the beating of this frosting I broke the beater. It needed a permanent beater amputation but it’s still effective with just one.
The following day I attempted the cake again. I got a new box of cake mix. This time I followed the high altitude instructions. We live at 5,280 feet above sea level. The temperature was 25 degrees lower, and recommended greasing and flour the bottom and sides of the pan. I cheated and used spray on cooking non stick spray. However, I was impatient and did not let the cakes cool long enough and they stuck to the pan just a little bit. Maybe I should have greased and floured the pans like the instructions said to. Then I still was impatient and frosted them way too soon, so the frosting melted, and the cakes were a bit too round and the top layer cracked. From one side it looked ok, well, it looked like to big meat patties covered in sauce, the other side was just… sad.
It was still edible and damn good though!