A red velvet caketastrophe

24 Aug

My ex loved my red velvet cupcakes. He used to say that the first time I baked them for him was a “significant moment in our relationship”. Who could blame him? I’m a damn fine baker.

But since the break up I am incapable of making red velvet cake. I tried last weekend for my friend’s hen party (which I ended up leaving after 24 hours because I couldn’t stop crying). They came out of the oven a murky brown.

Tonight I gave it another go, trying to make a large red velvet cake to take to a friend’s house tomorrow. It’s eggplant-coloured.

I guess I’ll know I’m finally on the mend when I get that springy, yummy, scarlet sponge right again. Or maybe I need to find a new recipe. One that doesn’t remind me of him.

3 Responses to “A red velvet caketastrophe”

  1. literarylydi August 25, 2013 at 9:27 am #

    Do you find that you can’t listen to certain tunes that remind you of him either? You know you’re over him when you can listen to it and not feel anything about it. That time will come, as they say, time’s a healer.

    • aprileb August 25, 2013 at 4:30 pm #

      Dear god, I hope time heals me soon! Yes, songs, movies, places, drinks, EVERYTHING reminds me of him right now. My friends enjoyed the red velvet cake anyway, even though it was kind of purple. Thanks for your comments. It’s nice to feel like I’m not alone.

      • literarylydi August 25, 2013 at 5:22 pm #

        Of course you’re not! So many people have been through a similar experience. It hurts but spending time with friends is the best medicine! With baking skills like that you’ll know how to keep a man happy when you want one!

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