Why not start by making a cake that ends up looking like Steve Buscemi was baked into it? What could be more depressing?
Dear Steve,
I apologize for baking your eyes into my ugly Blue Monday cake. I can empathize with how alarming this whole scenario might be for you. You see, what happened is that my friend, Janna, posted a picture of her glorious home made chocolate cake on facebook. Secondly, tomorrow is the most depressing day of the year, according to top chocolate sales people. Well, Steve, I didn't feel like making scratch cake, so I made the vanilla cake mix that was way in the back of my cabinet. It was all I had, Steve. It was all I had.
I didn't have enough eggs. I thought it would be okay, Steve.
I'm sorry Steve Buscemi. I just want you to know that this baking disaster even beats the Clint Howard Bread of 2008. By far. You should be pleased to be featured in my celeb-coveted ugly-bread category. It's not you- it's the bread. You should just be happy to find that the goiter this cake suffers from is not terribly apparent in the photo I chose. Here, I'll show you, Steve:
I'm afraid that we must never eat this frowning Steve Buscemi Goiter Blue Monday cake.
I just wanted some cake like Janna has.
Love Michelle
(PS.. LOVE Boardwalk Empire. If you need an on-set cake baker, just let me know.)
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