For some stupid reason, I am really having a baking jones right now.
All I want to do is make cake. Probably because I have wedding cake on the brain (not mine, Evil Twin) and this is going to be a problem since I am slowly changing my eating habits from crap to not AS crappy.
Cake probably counts as crappy.
But I am looking through a couple of cake books and thinking "oooherrrrr yeah baby!" and totally sweating profusely. Hmmmm, I want to turn my oven on now? Why?
Well, listen, if you need a cake, just let me know. There is a very high chance that I will bake you one.
Especially if you want a coconut cake. A coconut layer cake with rum and fluffy white frosting.