I made a cake for someone last night and finished it early this morning. It was a chocolate Guinness cake. And it was beautiful!
So I went to work, on the train as usual. When I got to the office, I opened the cake box to check on the cake not expecting anything. The trip was uneventful. I didn’t swing the cake, I didn’t hit the box with anything, no one hit the box…it was a really good train journey.
So imagine the shock when I find the top layer of my cake cracked right through the middle with a section of it fallen off. My heart tumbled down to my tummy then broke a little during the journey down.
I had to make the difficult call to my friend to say the cake broke and that I couldn’t give the cake to her for her party.
The silver lining? Everyone at work got the chance to have chocolate Guinness cake with white chocolate cream cheese frosting. Oh yes. It was a VERY rich cake!
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