But of course, though we have gotten through BC brownies, BC oatmeal cookies, Eagle Brand Turtle Temptations and Pilsbury brownies, there were - really, thank heavens - still a few BC boxes to get through.
Terry, who loves cooking, doesn't really do baking, so it took some cajoling to get him to make the carrot cake while I attended to something inevitably involving tidying or childcare. We used the most reliably non-stick cake tins,** which, it turned out, were a tad too small, so we had two beautifully mushrooming cakes to sandwich. Fortunately, my completist father also supplied the BC cream cheese frosting, so when I went up the road to fetch Megan, I charged Terry with sandwiching and frosting the cakes. As a novice, he queried the best way to sandwich, and asked me if he should slice the top off one to make it a flatter bottom layer. I said yes, and left him to it.
The cake was delish, and we got through it:
But rookie error: you up-end the bottom cake when you glue them together with frosting. We had a frosted mushroom atop a frosted mushroom.
*We met aged 15 on a local coach trip to see The Cure at Wembley. I think we probably see one another twice a year at best, with virtually no chit chat in between.
**Tellingly, the most reliably non-stick cake tins belonged to my grandmother, who died in 1999.
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