Saturday night I walked downstairs into my kitchen and said to my Mom, "Betty Crocker's in the building!" I wish I could find the image of Beyonce walking into her last tour with the sequin outfit when she tousles her hair because that's how my entrance was or like this. EPIC! Okay but on a serious note, for the Superbowl I agreed to bake a cake for my Dad's "party." I decided on key lime cake for two reasons: 1.) The first time I made it back in 2009 it was an epic failure! I bought the wrong type of lime jello. I got excited and tried taking it out of the pan BEFORE it cooled down resulting in it falling apart. Plus it was overcooked. God bless my boyfriend at the time for saying it was good as he worked his way around the burned edges. 2.) The last time I bought some from a restaurant my Mom decided to eat it without consulting with me. So here we are, baking a cake, and ish.
