The sorry tale of my oven-less state continues. Apparently the part we need is still being hand carved out of wild boar bone by some tribe in the deep dark recesses of the Amazon. Consequently, I haven't baked a cupcake for over 5 weeks and my recipe books are sitting here full of yummy things and they're taunting me. Bastards.
I was having a whinge about this on Saturday when I was at lunch with my in laws. (I know - it's hard to believe I ever grizzle and whinge being the lovely even tempered chick that I am ) and my mother in law came up with a potential solution.
It's a portable convection oven that she had lurking in her cupboard and I was so desperate to bake something I took it. Someone who cant bake in a regular oven + taking an oven you've never cooked in before = potential disaster. I like to live life on the edge.
A while back, one of my awesome blog buddies mentioned confetti cake in one of their posts and I lamented that we didn't get that here in Australia. A few weeks back I found this in a store and did a happy dance right there in the aisle.
So confetti cake became my new victim and one very lopsided cake was born.
And refused to come out of the tin in one piece.
I served it up to dinner guest in pieces and we ate that sucker anyway...
...I so need my oven back.....