Cake #5 Marbled Chocolate & Vanilla Ring

Got to an early start today and as of 11:00 am our cake was already finished! Although I love that fact that my kitchen is already cleaned from the baking and I have already sat down and ate a piece of my cake, (this has been my favorite tasting cake so far) the reason behind the cake's early completion is not as much fun. My beautiful, lovely, and teething daughter Evie, was up ALL NIGHT. Ted and I went to bed at 11:00pm, and two hours later Evie was up. So, Ted, the good husband and father that he is, got up, made Evie a bottle, and tried to put her back down. Evie was not having it. She screamed so loud, I am sure our neighbors think that we were killing the poor child. At that point, Ted was about to lose it, so I went in and tried to come her down, we finally got her quiet, with teething medicine and pats on the back and kisses and an ice teething ring for her to sleep with and a baby doll for her to grab (which she wouldn't let go).

I crept out of the room and slid down into my bed, tired, but sure that Evie would be asleep for the rest of the night. After all, Evie is an excellent sleeper. She put herself to bed and slept through the night almost every night since she was 3 months old. I was wrong, but this time Evie's disturbed sleep was my fault. See, I just can't go to bed knowing that she has a stuffed baby doll in her bed with her. All I think of is Evie suffocating and I can't let it go. So I wait for another half hour, ensuring that she was in a deep sleep and I sneak in her room and pry the baby doll from her hands. She stirs, but I stand still, and slowly step backwards step by step until I am out of her room, I shut the door, I think success . . . and then the scream.

At 3:30 am Ted, Evie, and I are sitting in our bed watching the food network channel. Evie is giggling and talking up a storm to her baby doll, she leans over and gives the baby doll a kiss, giggles, and then hears the music for some commercial and starts bobbing back and forth. I look over at Ted and his -in -a -coma -glazed eyes - and laugh.

So by 9:00 am the whole family is up and I have started to bake my cake. Looking at the ingredients of this cake, I know it is going to taste great. Any cake, well really any thing that calls for 3/4 cups of butter is bound to taste delicious.  The cake also called for the standard flour, sugar, eggs, vanilla, baking powder, and milk. It also called for cocoa. Normally, I am a chocolate girl, but the buttery vanilla flavor of this cake, was so good, it definitely beat out the chocolate marbled part.Ted and I decided to have a piece for breakfast - and let me tell you when we bit into this cake it was flaky and warm and buttery and a little bitter from the cocoa and everything a cake should taste like.

Unfortunately, I did something stupid in my no sleep delirium - I forgot to put baking spray in the pan, so of course the cake stuck and it does not look as pretty as the picture this time, but it sure tasted great!


My not so pretty-looking cake.

The much prettier book picture.

Next week Ted and I are going to make a Banana Cake with Caramel Frosting. Which we are looking forward to just for the fact that Ted and I say "Caramel" differently and that will surely lead to some interesting debates.

See you next week.