Its pre-pay-day, what is a girl to do?

Bake! Well that’s what I decided to fill my please-let-me-get-that-midnight-sms evening with.

There is something special about the hours before you get paid. I, being overly cautious when it comes to debt, don’t like to dip into next month’s money when it isn’t quite mine yet. So I decided that tonight, I would occupy myself in my kitchen, instead of out on the town. And the timing could not have been better – inspired after a delicious Mount Nelson High Tea yesterday, and armed with a red velvet cupcake recipe from one of my most talented friends, as well as always dreaming of making my own sumptuous crimson petit fours – all the stars were aligned.  

I popped out during lunch to get all the ingredients, including a new mixer (ok, so I know I said I am pre-pay-day, but a new mixer is an investment, especially if I stick to my guns and become a serious baker). The ingredients room-temperaturised themselves in my boot while my afternoon of emails, powerpoint and excel flew by, and when I arrived home at 5:30pm, the adventure began.

I, for the first time in my entire life, followed the recipe like a bomb instruction manual, not leaving anything to chance. I already had my bad baking luck and temperamental oven to contend with, why make matters worse? As my eggs came straight from the fridge (apparently a baking no-no), they required some downtime on my kitchen counter, so I started on the icing. After consuming enough of it to send most people into a diabetic coma, I refrigerated the rest, thoroughly cleaned all the utensils, and started on the cake mix.

Slow is smooth and smooth is fast. Thanks Phil Dunphy.

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In the end, after giving the fiancé the bowel, the mixing thingies (what is the real name?) and every red velvet dipped utensil to lick, I watched as my pretties rose in the oven. They say a watched cake never rises. Bullshit! I watched those mofo’s like they were my babies on their first date. And they made me proud!

And when the say the proof of the pudding is in the eating, they were not kidding!

There were 24, 19 still remain! I fully plan to be on single digits by tomorrow (with help from a dinner at my good friend, Lo).

All in all, a great pre-pay-day tradition - Bake something sumptuous, devour as much as you can, and wake up with (hopefully) a new month’s salary in your account. I can so do this 12 times a year!

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If you would like to give these puppies a try, visit this amazing blog Little Kitchen for the recipe. Thanks Carey! x