You guys, I’m sorry.
I was going to post this cool chocolate cake recipe. Cake, filling, and frosting all from scratch. Delicious.
I baked the cake part Saturday, and then I couldn’t get it out of the pans.
ALWAYS GREASE YOUR PANS.
I was tired and angry. I decided to try again Sunday. (Hey, still plenty of time to cook, taste, and blog!)
And then we got a 200 year rainfall event.
This is one of the roads leading out of my neighborhood.
This is the other road leading out of my neighborhood. (And my dog.)
And I was thinking to myself, hey, no problem. I can still cook.
But then they shut off the water. Which is realistically good, because the water mains are all in terrible shape and everything is contaminated. However, I can’t wash my dishes. And this cake takes, like, four bowls and all sorts of whisking and utensils.
So the good news is, we’re totally fine. We’re on a hill, our house is dry, we have emergency supplies to get us through and plenty of peanut butter for sandwiches. We are much better off than many of our neighbors, both nearby and across the state (and indeed along the East Coast, but my Facebook and news feeds are a bit biased right now).
The bad news is, there’s no cake.
Yeah, it’s not that bad.