Last April we moved from one apartment to another. Eliza's birthday just happened to come shortly after we moved into our second apartment. She requested an angel food cake for her birthday. At the time, we moved everything that had been in storage while we were in corporate housing right back into a storage garage. Because I don't make angel food cakes very often, I packed away my angel food cake pan ... and consequently, it went into the storage garage somewhere. I had no idea where it was. So, Eliza's birthday came and went without a birthday cake. Silly me. I told her that I would make her a cake later ... a fancy cake.
Well, this cake isn't very fancy ... no where nearly as fancy as the cake I had planned in my head (which was covered in a bright pink fondant with piano keys running around the bottom of the cake). But, I decided I better make her a cake and decorate it (I know there's very little decorating, but it's better than none at all) before it gets any closer to her birthday (or anyone else's). Although it wasn't angel food cake, and it wasn't the fancy cake we had envisioned, Eliza was still glad to get the cake she was promised. And, I was glad to get the guilt from hanging over my head.
Well, this cake isn't very fancy ... no where nearly as fancy as the cake I had planned in my head (which was covered in a bright pink fondant with piano keys running around the bottom of the cake). But, I decided I better make her a cake and decorate it (I know there's very little decorating, but it's better than none at all) before it gets any closer to her birthday (or anyone else's). Although it wasn't angel food cake, and it wasn't the fancy cake we had envisioned, Eliza was still glad to get the cake she was promised. And, I was glad to get the guilt from hanging over my head.

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