Remember the cake I ranted about last night? Well, I decided to keep it in the fridge and make the topping anyway because I just couldn't bring myself to throw all that effort away in the trash and... it is seriously one of the best cakes I have ever tasted. No joke. And I'm neither a fan of oranges nor afraid to admit when I screw things up.
Is there a lesson to be learned here? The importance of patience? It's not over till it's over? Don't doubt the Martha? I don't know. Yeah, it's just a silly cake, but I'm genuinely shocked right now. I have a random little sign up right by the door to my room that says, "There will come a time when you believe everything is finished... That will be the beginning." My brother made me read it out loud a while back when I was having a pretty rough go of things.... and... well, I guess the shoe fits sometimes, doesn't it? Anyway, enough sappiness!! The picture of the boiling oranges is from last night, and the slice of cake is from tonight before I more or less inhaled it.
Bon appetit and a very good night, friends :)
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