Ewen ... no references to custard please, burnt or otherwise.
Well it was Stephanie Alexander actually (but Martha Stewart had a certain ring to it). Stephanie's 'mum's red devil's cake' from p 313. Apt description. And it worked so well last time though; as I sit here with the bathroom exhaust, kitchen exhaust, all windows open, Crabtree and Evelyn votives burning, all to no effect on the burnt-chocolate-smelling smoke wafting just below the ceiling, I do recall thinking, as I poured the cake mix into the pan about an hour or so ago, that the bubbling mix had a foreboding somewhat unfamiliar look to it!
10.20 pm on a school night. Downstairs neighbours are probably on the verge of calling the fire brigade. I do hope my work colleague (whose birthday in honour of which the cake was made) will be grateful for the thought.
Thoughts of all my culinarily (word?) proficient friends (Jac, Linds, Mum) as I head back to deal with the aftermath. A beer before bedtime may be in order. I discovered a very tasty brew whilst in Washington ... Hefe weizen.
2 comments:
We'll look for Hefe weizens in Arizona!
Ummmm, don't they have Baker's Delight over there? How backward!
mmm... can always turn it into a burnt offering - an aroma pleasant to God. the middle looks good.
x jane
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