Every once in a while I bake a cake. And then, for those couple of hours I spend in the kitchen, I have the feeling I could indeed be a housewife and enjoy that sort of thing; rummaging around between pots and pans, rushing through the house with a duster, wearing my cute red apron.. until I come face to face with the pile of last week's dishes. That really takes all the fun out of housewifing.
Anyways. With a little help of my mother over the phone I managed to make this new creation, including bananas and a stiff chocolate sprinkled cream. The best part was coating the top of the cake with small crumbs and pretending to build a sandcastle.
Sorry for the sadly lighted picture though, the sun hasn't been out for a while now. One day, I'd love to make the achievements in my kitchen look like the wonderful creations on this site.
Careful though, food orgasm included.