Pride Goeth Before …

5 Apr

We had a funeral at church this afternoon, and I volunteered to make a carrot cake for the reception. I’ve made this cake a zillion times (Mary Anne’s Carrot Cake at without a hitch, so no problem, right?

Well, this time that blasted cake stuck to everything. It came out of the pan easily enough, but stuck to the rack when I turned it out, stuck to the second rack when I turned it over, and this morning when I cut it into squares, it stuck to the knife with every stroke.

I managed to salvage enough cake to lay out on a platter, sprinkled it liberally with powered sugar, and left the rest on the cutting board. We’ll eat it with a spoon.

Our organist is on vacation, so there was no music, but at the end of the service, the rector annouced that the family had particularly wanted the hymn Amazing Grace, “so I’ll ask Dani to start us off.” I heard the Squire snort, and several people told me later the look on my face must was simply priceless.

I hate when that happens!


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