But, I was raised in the South, so any time we get invited to a party, I open my Big Mouth and ask if I can bring something, as if I'm some kind of Paula Deen.
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So, when our sweet neighbor Belinda invited us to 60th birthday party for our other sweet neighbor Janet, I asked what I could bring. Belinda listed several things, including dessert, which I sometimes can pull off.
Thinking I did not want to "clash" with the cake, I e-mailed to ask what kind she'd be serving.
That was my first mistake.
She wrote back and said it would be wonderful if I'd bring the cake. So, I figured I needed to step outside my comfort zone, and actually make (not buy) the cake.
That was my second mistake.
I then e-mailed to ask Janet about her favorite kind of cake. She wrote back and said Boston Cream Pie or Angel Food.
As a child, I'd watched my Southern Mother make an Angel Food cake in a special Pan-with-Weird-Handles turned upside down on a Coke bottle, but I didn't have a Coke bottle...or anything even resembling that pan.
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So, I figured I'd make a Boston Cream Pie, although I've never even seen one in real life.
That was my third mistake.
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Undaunted, I found a "Boston Cream Pie Mini" recipe that reviewers said was "quick and easy," with a prep time of 20 minutes, and a total time of less than two short hours. It looked less frightening than the real pie recipe, which called for making nice, flat, even layers ~ have YOU ever made a cake layer that was perfectly flat, much less even? Sure, you just cut each layer with a knife; I've tried that. It wasn't pretty. Or flat. Or even. Or bloodless.
So, instead, I gathered the ingredients for the harmless-looking little mini cakes, and in less than THREE long hours, I had these:
Not too bad, right? Hey, I was proud enough to take a second photo, to show that more than one of them came out OK:
I was on a roll! I even arranged them in a "60" shape, as I'd seen in a Martha Stewart Living Magazine, first doing a "rough draft" with plain pastel liners:
...and then creating the final masterpiece with "Happy Birthday" muffin cups (I went all out):
What? What's that? Did I hear someone say something about a FOURTH mistake...