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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

First Bake!!!

It was really messy but i've got the 9 incher into the oven and fifteen minutes have past. Since then, i've turned down the temperature as instructed by the recipe and gonna bathe while the timer ticks aways the 50 minutes.

Yesh, i'm gonna be late for my dinner appointment. Yesh, i've just baked the first cake of my life.

Jensen did it, joyce did it and i thought it's about time Yiren did it. Though the end product has yet surfaced, i believe things will be just fine! The urge started when joyce was telling me how she spent her holidays baking cakes and cooking stuff. It called out the homely side of yours truly who then copied down the main ingredients and rushed over to NTUC.

The recipes varied across the internet but i managed to find one which i could rely on, or so i thought. First the temperatures were all screwed up so i had to shift-conv using my reliable calculator to find the degrees in our much familiar centigrate scale. After disposing the fahrenheit obstacle, i moved on to decipher the coded steps.

The initial step was to build the crust which i promptly did with a blender and some melted butter. Spent a fair bit of time trying to cover the whole pan with the slippery crumbs only to put it into the oven (as instructed) for a 176 degrees, 8 minutes bake. I thought it was suppose to help but alas! the whole thing congregate at the centre of the pan for some reunion after i took them out from the oven! What a waste of my effort earlier! what's more, they harden slightly and were harder to spread than before! All these on top of my diminishing ingredients! *faintz*

I gave up on salvaging the crust after a couple of minutes of struggle with a spoon in one hand and a glove in the other. I went back to the filling and realised the need of an electric beater. Cheese cream, sugar, butter, oreos, vanilla, flour and eggs. All these would have been much easier to mix with the help of an old trusty machine. I knew i had the machine somewhere up there in the cabinets. I searched high and low only to find this old looking box. When i opened it, oh holy crapz, there were like cockroaches eggs everywhere! It was like insect jungle or something. I bet i could find all the insects in amazon all in the box. There were white crawlers and yuckies. ARghz. Gross. so i threw that away and ended up with manual controls. With my biceps gleaming under the evening sun, i kept stirring until the filling were ready for the pan.

Anyway, i touched up the crust with some left over oreos in the cabinet and the put the filling in. I'm darn late for steamboat with kiat and company. Hope my cake turns out fine. *smellz* wow. the oreo smell actually made it to my room. Let me find a container for it...

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