the monsters were there for real. there was a birthday party for my (now) 4-year-old niece, and i realised that i promised to bake a cake for her. saturday evening was about creating two types of desserts, and i thought i’m the best in the kitchen. well yes, as it turned out, i wasn’t. the sponge absorbed all the cream and fruit gel i stupidly spilled while they were hot. (hello physics classes…) so early sunday morning i started to create the good old american cottage-cheese cake, and for that cake that’s usually ready in about 45mins, i’d to wait for about the double. and the clock was ticking, since the party started at 11am. i was really, really ashamed about my promise, but for my greatest surprise, everybody loved all the three types of cakes. my niece told me the best: “i loved the first, and the second two.” :D
