Whenever you imagine a birthday, the first thing that usually comes to mind is a birthday cake, that’s just the way it works. So it was no surprise that with a birthday just around the corner, the thought of being cake-less was just not an option. However, with about a million and one food intollerances at the moment, finding a cake shop to bake something fancy for me was not going to be possible.
So this is about where the ingenius idea to bake my own cake came in. What if I just whip up a cake myself, surely it couldn’t be that hard.
Looking back I’m not really sure what I was thinking. How can you replace normal baking flour with gluten free flour, eggs with a ‘no egg mix’ and cows milk with rice milk and expect the cake to turn out just as light and fluffy as the original recipe?
The answer is, you can’t. Then again though I really should have known better.
For those of you who already know me, then I’m sure you would have known from the very start of this post that the idea of me baking was never going to end well. For me, baking in any form is never really a good idea.
As far back as I can remember, anything that I placed in the oven never came out the way it was designed to. Personally, I like to think that particular talent skipped a generation; or two in my case, and considering Mumma is even worse than I am when it comes to the kitchen I don’t think I ever really stood a chance.
Don’t get the wrong idea though, as much as it probably should have, I can’t say it has ever really deterred me from trying. If anything it has only made me more determined. Still, after everything, I’m certain that I’m going to bake the perfect cupcakes someday. Cupcakes that are actually a cupcake shape and aren’t completely lopsided. As well as cupcakes, I’m determined to bake something that is wheat, dairy, soy, nut and egg free and actually tastes edible. That’s the dream.
After tonights efforts though, with yet another failed cake attempt under my belt, making the total somewhere around 0 – 78, I think I might put my bakers cap away for the time being and focus on more promising areas of life.
Don’t worry though, I’m sure that bakers cap of mine will be back out before the next birthday and who knows, I might even have a few success stories under my belt. With my track record though I probably I wouldn’t hold my breath, but then again, miracles do happen.