The post-bake, pre-assembly mess in the kitchen. I do not know how to keep the cakes from crumbling into pieces upon removal from their pans. I guess I should've let them cool in the pan, but I only had one. And no cooling rack. I need my own apartment with all the proper cooking implements. Note the taco shells from dinner, which I ate while the cakes cooled and the frosting thickened.
Looks much better with all the flaws hidden under sweet, sweet frosting.
The only modification I made was using only one type of cocoa (whatever kind I found in bulk at Rainbow). It turned out awesome. K was disgusted by the thought of tofu in my frosting. We'll see what he thinks after he tries it! :)
Roommate C walked into the kitchen to find me washing dishes, completed masterpiece on the counter.
"You made cake? From what?"
"You didn't use a mix?"
"No, I made it from scratch. I always do."
Pause. "We have cake mixes."