To mark Pete's last day, I decided to bust out a Williams-Sonoma pan I found at a rummage sale this summer for only $2.00. I had seriously considered buying it for myself for full price, but didn't (mostly because I couldn't justify the cost), so this was a super find.
I typically do not bake. Mostly because I find that I ignore seemingly benign instructions (Why the hell should I split the batter in half? Just to make another dirty dish?) and misunderstand others and that nearly always results in disaster. In this case, I ignored an instruction to split the cake batter I made FROM SCRATCH and misunderstood some convoluted instructions about how to fill the wells of this cake pan. Luckily, disaster was averted, but I did end up with some wasted batter and a few slightly small train cars. Oh well, live and learn I guess. I have to say, at least I really go for the gusto even if I'm doing something I'm woefully unqualified to do.
Peter is absolutely in love with these little cakes. In fact, as I write this, he's asking to "see train again" and I have to keep flipping back and forth between this post and the pictures for it. I hope all his friends at daycare like them as well. If I were a kid, I don't think I could imagine anything better than cake encrusted with candy, but who knows about kids now a days. And, I would be lying if I didn't admit that I hope the MOMS are impressed as well. Parenting is a competitive sport these days.
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