First up, a night in Atlantic City. Since we decided to do this trip last minute, we were driving. And why not break up a 9 hour drive by staying a night in one of our favorite places?! We both love to gamble, so this was a no brainer. Off we went - complete with a mix CD courtesy of BP.
|Yep - I hit it big!! Next morning I ended up winning $84 |
We had a jam packed trip - complete with Whale Watching, Cape Cod Potato Chip Factory Tour, lobster races, my Dad's birthday - which of course I had to bake for, and meeting up with some of my friends.
Now, we all know that my Dad has been missing me, but missing my baking for him a lot. Every time I would talk to him he would always start and end the conversation with 'Love you. Need some cake.' Needless to say, his favorite cake was going to be made.
First up, Rolo Brownies. I get my love of Rolo's from my Dad - we can go through a bag of them in under an hour. It's wrong, I know. But it's one of my few things that I truly love and can't get enough of. So I try to limit myself to only having Rolo's every now and then.
Brownies were in the top oven and I started on the cake. Now, let me say I've made this thing a million times. I made it like I always do and put the 2 cake tins into the oven. I went outside on the deck to relax for a little bit and when I went to check on the cake and the brownies I could smell it. My heart dropped. Something was burning. I opened the top oven - brownies were ok. Perfect actually. Then my heart dropped some more. I opened the bottom oven and it happened - smoke came pouring out and so did that awful smell. The cake had overflowed and half of it was now all over the bottom of the oven.
|womp womp womp|
This would of been the perfect time to have a drink. A big one. With a straw. But in the middle of my freak out, BP walks in and pulls me into his arms. All we can do is laugh and he tells me everything will be ok and we can start it again. All I can do is let the cake get crispy on the bottom of the oven and smoke away as it burns everywhere and shut the oven off and let it cool.....and wait.
That part was not fun. Once the oven was cool enough, I had to scrape burnt cake off of everything. And then clean it. And then try not to freak out as I started all over....again. But this time when it came to put the cake into the oven, the batter went into 3 cake tins instead of 2. And FYI, one of them overflowed again.....I have no clue what was going on that day. I did everything like I always do. I guess it was my time to have a giant SNAFU - I was due and the baking gods weren't going to let me get away with not having one.
OK, breakdown - check. Cake burned in oven cleaned up - check. New cake baking away in oven - check. Cake actually coming out the way it should - check. Frosting time!!
|Clearly my decorating skills have improved|
Happily, everyone loved finally meeting BP, and they all approve of him :) Heay's said it best about BP and I, "Clearly you two are so in love with each other, and you are so happy with each other. He is so nice and cares about you deeply. I've never seen you so happy. Of course we love him'.
Sadly our trip came to an end. And another long car ride home, where BP and I both agreed that we will be flying for our next trip to my parents. And that it will be in the winter, because my parents don't have any AC in their house - just some fans to keep us all cool. But all in all, it was a great trip. We had our fill of amazing seafood, fun times, and great time with family and friends. And of course we bought lots of things to bring back for us and BP's dad :)