Last week was the 1st Anniversary of our little Athens Supper Club. I was feelin’ fancy and domestic and (full disclosure) Scandal was a re-run so I needed something to do on Thursday night. With no Powersuit-Wearing-Olivia-Pope Monologues to learn, I went to the internet and got inspired. Supper Club was turning 1, and it had to be awesome.
Enter This Cake.
I cannot underestimate 1. how yummy and 2. how easy it was. I am not a baker. I do not bake things that are good to eat. Baking requires precision and math and patience and skills, all of which I lack sufficiently. And yet… LOOK AT THAT CAKE.
I am ashamed to admit I felt so validated when I finished it. Me! Baking! Something edible! Something pretty! It’s pink! It’s got flowers! I am woman! Hear me roar! Watch me make things! ROOOAR! (This mental pep talk was inspired by the original recipe from the blog I Am Baker.)
I do not recommend getting self-worth from projects, but dang. Sometimes it’s just good to create something nice for people you love. And double bonus if it turns out well.