I woke up at 6.30 worrying about everything; symptoms, lack of symptoms, worry and its effect, what cake to make for Stirrup Queen's blog birthday and other important stuff that wakes me in the wee hours of the morning. The cake dilemma was the most immediate. Should I make a cheesecake? Because I really felt like a cheesecake. But cheesecake is not really cake, is it? A birthday cake is a cake cake. So which cake should I make? Orange and almond? Mmm, that sounded yummy. Or just plain almond? Or actually, what about a chocolate cake? Chocolate cake is always good, especially homemade chocolate cake.
So, after thinking, finishing my book, sleeping for another two hours and perusing all my recipes for half an hour; chocolate cake it was and chocolate and cocoa powder was spread all over the kitchen. I am an extremely messy cook. The Swedish chef in the muppets has nothing on me. My husband sweetly puts up with it now and goes around after me with a dustpan and just says, "Oh, I see you were here," when he touches a sticky drawer handle or finds honey dripping down the jar. Here is proof:
And here is the cake:
Happy blog birthday to Stirrup Queens!