After dinner tonight, I decided it would be fun to bake a cake. I'm a boxed cake mix girl. I'm ashamed to say. I thought it would be fun to overcome my fears & bake a cake with the girls.
I found an easy one-layer chocolate cake recipe in a cookbook of mine. The cookbook is falling apart. (I make a lot of pancakes & waffles. I've opened it so many times the seam has ripped in that section.)
Pazely was my little kitchen helper. I think Zoey was off playing some make-believe game where she was a detective. She used her magnifying glass to find things for Pazely, the Mr. & me.
Pazely, my chocolate lover, was DYING to taste the Hershey unsweetened cocoa powder. I warned her that it wasn't what she thought it was going to be. (Don't you remember tasting it as a kid & being disgusted & disappointed? haha!)
She needed two hands to mix for the four minutes required.
Of course big sister came around when it was time to lick the beaters.
When the cake came out of the oven, the middle was sunken in. And when I inverted it onto a plate, the bottom of the cake stuck to the bottom of the pan. (We didn't show you that part though.) The important part is that it tasted delicious. And we made a cake! From scratch!!!