Again.
It's just that I love to bake cakes, while the problem is that neither the boyfriend nor I are very avid cake-eaters. We like cake, but we don't really pine for it. That's another thing where I'm becoming just like my mom. We both love to make things (preferably to eat) but that doesn't necessarily mean that we are particularly fond of them. We just like making them and enjoy being proud when they look nice.
So, anyway, we had someone over for dinner last night and I seized the opportunity and baked a cake.
Here it is:
