No one’s perfect

So in all attempts to make my little sister’s 20th birthday the best yet (yeah right) I tried to make these cute little individual birthday cakes for everyone on Friday night. Well first the cake fell apart while I turned it over to release it from the pan, then I still tried to salvage the cake and make little rounds with a drinking glass only to have my loving husband comment that they looked like biscuits. Thanks love, add some bacon and call it breakfast. Not quite what I had in mind. So in the end, Evan gets cake pieces for the weekend and Steph gets some gourmet cupcakes that I must hunt down on the way out of town.
It’s a typical story from the kitchen of the Fallen Souffle.
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October 27th, 2005 20:14
Doh! That sounds like the story of my life. I guess we can’t win ‘em all!
And likewise, hopefully we don’t lose them all either!