So yesterday afternoon, I collected all the basic ingredients required to bake a cake in one place( all purpose flour, eggs, sugar, baking powder and baking soda). now generally and commonly vanilla extract is used to flavour the cake but since I was trying a lemon cake, I opted for lemon rind to flavour it. while mixing oil(My healthier side opted for olive oil instead of butter), sugar and eggs, i grated the rind of a beautiful sunny lemon into it. My innovative side made me crush a bit of nutmeg and cinnamon and pistachios in the mix to enhance the flavour.
I would not lie but while I was doing all this I was really apprehensive of how the final product will taste,since i had not followed any particular recipe. it was like walking blindfolded not knowing where exactly you are heading.I was petrified because I didn't let anyone buy a cake reasoning that I will be baking one. So my shoulders were heavy with the onus of making a good birthday cake that left my heart thumping. Once I brought in all the ingredients together, I did a taste test. It tasted pleasantly different. nutmeg and cinnamon added not just flavour but also an exclusive fragrance to the batter. just a whiff of this made me hopeful about the finally baked cake.
While the cake was baking in the oven, I thought of giving it a slight twist. I took a few spoonfuls of mixed fruit jam, added a little water and lemon juice to it. it turned into a thick sauce. It was sweet yet brought in a sparse yet effective tang which was exactly what i was looking for. Once the cake was done, I let it cool. It was perfectly crunchy and looked rustic on the sides and was soft as sponge from the inside. I layered the cake in two halves, spread the jam mixture and added a layer of crushed pistachios. I did the same for the top. The cake was ready looking all glossy and colourful. Now I was just keeping my fingers crossed for a positive verdict.
When the cake was cut, and I made my husband have the first bite, however, I did not get any response(men! *eyes rolling* ). when I had the first bite my lurking and hopping taste buds were content assuring me that I did a decent job. then the cake was served to everyone for dessert and compliments started pouring in. They all loved it.
|birthday boy cutting the cake|