Kiersten’s Blog

Last week I made a cake.  It was a carrot cake from a mix with canned cream cheese frosting.  I planned on juicing a bunch of carrots and adding some pulp, but the carrots were hairy by the time I got around to juicing them and making a cake.  I thought I would make the cake a little more eye-pleasing by baking it in a bundt.  The only problem was, when I turned the cake out of the pan, half of it stuck, and I ended up piecing it together with the yucky canned frosting.  I was hoping that since it was cream cheese frosting it might taste better than the normal stuff, but it’s exactly the same.  So the cake didn’t taste horrible, but it didn’t taste great.  It did, however, look horrible.  We ate some of it and even fed the decent looking part to the missionaries we had over for dinner that night, but as I though about it, I knew I wouldn’t eat the rest of the cake.  It just wasn’t that good.  So I decided to make cake pops.  Bakerella makes them look so easy, so cute, and so yummy.  Well, hers are cute and possibly easy.  They’re not hard to do, but they are time consuming and don’t turn out nearly as cute as Bakerella’s.  I know.  I’ve tried twice.  Even with the cuteness factor gone, they sure taste yummy and I won’t have a problem downing the rest of that cake all by myself.  Curse you, Bakerella.  Instead of throwing away a mediocre cake, I’m stuck eating these delicious cake pops and getting fatter by the second.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go eat a cake pop.