When I got the confirmation email on Saturday that the bake-off on Sunday afternoon was on, my heart filled with glee. (I'm guessing... I don't know what glee feels like, except that I kept wanting to squeal "glee!" over and over.) I love getting my bake on.
I readied my ingredients and waited. My friends came over and we chatted a while waiting for my competition to arrive. He was outstandingly late, so Rich suggested I get started on mine so we wouldn't be baking all day. My cake came together so quickly, documented by Christy's camera, and I had it in the oven before John and Simone made it over.
His process was much more involved than mine and I found pieces of his recipe in interesting places around the kitchen. The waiting was hard. I served teacup gimlets and then we switched to teacup Strongbow. By the time the cake was slightly cooled and drippingly iced we'd already tried mine; then we had a piece of his vanilla cake. It was a nice cake, fluffy like an angel food cake, but it was significantly different from the tartness of the cranberries in mine. John forced a vote and I think they all chose mine, which resulted in John lecturing about loyalty. I felt bad giving Simone some of my cake, that as long as it existed there would be rifts, but not bad enough that I didn't give her a nice chunk.
I also got rid of all my lemon cupcakes. Whew!
Baking competitions sound fun and I wish there were a place that multiple entries could bake at the same time. The more entries, the more sampling gets done. I also like watching how other people bake because I tend to be fairly contained and tidy when I bake and I know other people are not the same. I'm going to research potential places with multiple ovens to make this happen.
Saturday after work I met up with TP and had a quick pub dinner with Strongbow (oh, beloved Strongbow... how I love you) before heading up the street to the Rio. We decided to see "He's just not that into you" and we both kind of groaned at the ending. Like, am I really supposed to believe that these attractive people would have such a hard time meeting people? It was like a teen movie for adults, where everything works out for almost everyone, and the ones that don't have things work out still get laid. I am just doubtful that things like that happen to average-looking people. We also hated the music during one of the climaxes at the end. It was unnecessary 10 minutes before the end of the film.
Today is the first of 15 consecutive days of work, so I'm a little concerned that I'm going to start losing it as the next two weeks go on. I'm hoping to do stuff over the next week to distract me. Karaoke, hockey, movies, maybe a rock show if I'm feeling energetic... These are things I would like to do. I also found out that Vera's has sliders now (!!!), so I'm going on Wednesday to try them out before work. Sliders are awesome. So is cake.
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