Morning's Light

As is the custom when you start school or a job, when it's your birthday, you bring in the birthday treat and announce "It's MY birthday…have some sugar. Then stay away from my office when you get hyper."  Oh..you don't say that when you bring a treat in?

Friends stopped in to see me last night, and I didn't want to make a cake while they were there and then say "Oh..no..sorry… this is not for you!"   So I fed them a dinner of french toast instead.

Which is why 10:30 PM found me making a carrot cake from scratch.  I know, I know. The cake you see above is not a carrot cake.  And you're right.  I made up most of the batter then realized I had no cinnamon and the carrots I got from the fridge were old and dried up.  Oops. No carrot cake then.  What to do?

I added cocoa, a bit of butter and some milk to the batter and made a chocolate cake. Added pecans and then had to bake it a very long time… and it turned into what I'm calling my Brownie Cake.  I hesitated to bring it in..but then realized a) it's a made from scratch cake..what's not to like?  and b) it's chocolate.  what's not to like?

So I sit in my office, biting my nails, wondering when someone is going to call me out as being a fraud..like they know this didn't come from a "recipe".

I have been redeemed.  Just received the following email:  "This is way too good (the cake)!" 

Whew. I can breathe.