So here it is almost 2 a.m. and I want to post chapter 5 of A New Day to my live journal but I can't because the computer that has the files on it is in the bedroom and my husband is sleeping there. If I tiptoe in and start going tappity-tap-tap, he'll wake up and raised voices and unpleasantness will ensue. Damn! I wish I had thought to send it to myself via email. Then I could open it on this computer and post from here. But it's not gonna happen tonight, so I'll bitch about my cake instead.
Because I am such an incredibly devoted and considerate wife, I decided to bake my husband a cream cake and make him a couple of meat loaves to prevent him from sadly wasting away from neglect while I'm whooping it up at Yaoicon. But as with just about any project that I start in the wee hours, things have gone wrong. I flung some sweetened coconut in the cake and became aware AFTER I had whisked it into the batter that there was now a funny, strong chemically coconut smell in my kitchen that had not been there a couple of minutes ago. I checked the open bag of coconut. Yep, that was it all right and it didn't smell pleasant. I should have just pitched the batter and started again at that point, but I thought that heating the cake might help so I put it in the oven. It smelled good when it came out, but as soon as I cut it to start filling the layers with jam and whipped cream, the nasty 'off'-coconut' smell was back. I don't understand what the problem is . According to the bag, this stuff is not due to expire until sometime in 2008! I don't think I'm going to have time to bake him another cake tomorrow.
And to top things off, I kind of over-spiced the meat loaf. Naturally I had to eat a test piece or two when it came out of the oven and that's when I discovered that it was hot enough to make my nose run. However, I don't think my husband will complain, and even if he does I'll just turn it around on him and remind him of how he's always saying how much he likes spicy food, so HERE I AM trying my best to make him happy! That oughta do it.
I'm bummed about the cake though.