When boredom creates cake

The recipe used in this post

Sometimes I’ll be sat there, its during the day, the baby is occupying herself, I’ve scrolled through twitter, instagram, facebook etc a million and one times, I’ve drank my weight in coffee and I am now just bored.

So, I bake.

I love cooking, and have only really branched out a few times into the baking world, sticking with stuff I know. I am a hella confident cook, I will make that shit up as I go along and come out with some delicious at the end, yet baking, not so much.

I whip out my phone and find myself a recipe online, todays contender, carrot cake…one thing I have noticed though is the key word I use when searching..”easy”. I am lazy, I dont want a list of ingredients as long as my arm, I dont want to have to buy things that I will use once for this recipe then it will go off slowly in the back of my cupboard.

Anyway, carrot cake. I find a lovely and easy recipe, I strap the baby in to her pram, muchg to her disappointment and off to Asda we go to pick up a couple things I need, and boom, I am ready to go.

After realising I only have one cake tin, and that the cake takes an hour in oven, I mumble a quick sting of curse words and crack on, I have commited to making this damn cake now.

I throw everything together, discracting the human in her highchair with skips and paw patrol on the ipad just out of her reach and into the oven the first half goes. Its at this point I have to decide whether I just do a single layer of cake or really plow through and spend 2 hours baking cake. I say fuck it. Go big or go home, what else do I have to do today? (well housework, but whatever that can wait I am having fun) 

Layer one was a success, as was layer 2, while they cool down, I whip together the frosting listed in the recipe, then wanting something thicker, whip up the buttercream using the recipe on the side of the icing sugar box, using some salted caramel flavour instead of vanilla simply because I found that one first.

While I made the mistake of not letting the cake cool down enough before I iced, and my buttercream melted a bit, it actually turned out brilliantly. So that is another recipe to add to the bank of ones I already have. Proud I managed to do something new, and proud I managed to keep the infant distracted enough to actually do it.