WTF Cake
I decided I wanted to learn to make a cake. I picked up my King Arthur Baker’s Companion this morning and decided to start with a Boston Cream Pie, which is a cake. I figured I’d learn how to make custard, which is good, and if it all went to hell I’d probably still have something edible left over.
It kicked ass. It was a huge amount of work, and required pretty exact measurements, but the results were worth it. And from what I understand, it even looked correct.
Check it.



Luckily, Ryan and I played a few rounds of disc golf in the 100 degree sun so it was easy enough to justify eating a huge slice of cream, sugar and butter. High five.
































