It's a cake walk!!
There is no good reason not to bake a cake. Or, for that matter, to eat one. Cakes are delicious. My favourite ones are moist, sweet (but not cloyingly, Aspartame-y sweet), dense and preferably with as much chocolate as I can get. I love cakes with icing, with ganache, with cream cheese frosting; cakes with fruit fillings, custard fillings, and no fillings at all. I can eat them all the time, and have been known to pick at a piece of cake for hours, though I will only take a bit at a time – after all, I only want “half”. But after what feels like thousands hours of mind-numbing lab work, I wanted to make something that would make it all seem worth it. After all, how better to end your day than with a big, warm, chocolate-y piece of freshly caked cake? So this week, I decided to bake a cake. Perhaps as a tool for procrastination, or perhaps because I was craving something unhealthy after an oh-so-healthy week – who knows, and does it really matter? Ostensibly, this cake was for potlu