So once upon a time I found that recipe I showed you the other day for the Rainbow Cake.
As you may remember I was all like ‘I am going to bake the shit out of that Rainbow Cake. Never before have I ever wanted to bake something as much I want to bake that cake’. LETS DO THIS.
I followed all the instructions. I divided my cake batter into little teacups and individually coloured them to match the magic of the rainbow. I spent a lifetime spooning the batter into jars PERFECTLY.
JUST WAIT FOR THESE MAGIC RAINBOW CAKES TO IMPROVE MY LIFE I thought.
I put them in the oven an waited for my amazing rainbow cakes to be ready.
After 35 minutes at 175 Celcius, I went to the oven to gloat over my amazing Rainbow Cakes of amazing. As I crossed the room I imagined my future as the Mother that all children wanted their Mothers to be because I was the Mother that could bake rainbows.
Then I opened the oven. And this is what I saw:
ONLY THE BIGGEST #bakingfail OF ALL TIME. THIS IS NOT DELICIOUS.
So then I was all
I left the house.
I was devastated.
I didn’t even take them out of the oven.
18 hours later I returned to the scene of the PAINbow cake.
Flatmate Nikki was all like ‘How bad can it be?’
Then I opened the oven and she was like ‘oh’.
But then she was like DONT GIVE UP ON THE RAINBOW CAKES.
And I was like OK, maybe afterall, just like ugly people, they can still be beautiful on the inside.
So I chopped them up, attacked them with vanilla icing, and rolled them in shitloads of sprinkles. And before you could say ‘NYAN NYAN’ they started to resemble something that someone might eat one time, and Flatmate Nikki was all ‘LOOK YOU MADE CAKE’!
So the moral of the story is that sometimes you see things on the internet you think you can do, but then you realised you can’t, and then you have to eat heaps of weird cake.