30% and 'Chelle had arranged a visit to the pantomime today. Shortly after nine this morning they headed off leaving me home alone for most of the day.
As mentioned in yesterday's Journal entry, I had made a carrot cake as a surprise for 'Chelle, and I spent this morning preparing a cream cheese icing. This was applied in a thick layer between the two halves, and an equally thick coat of icing was spread over the top of the cake. The cake was then left in the fridge.
Now, you might wonder why I have chosen "Bait" as the title of today's nonsense. After all, I have already recounted that my preferred bait for chub is luncheon meat marinaded in garlic paste, and this entry would seem to be about baking rather than fishing.
Well, it seems that my carrot cake appears to be the most excellent bait for 30%'s friends. They positively gush about how good it is, and 'Chelle described the large slice I offered this evening as "amazing." She headed off home with a third of the cake and we were all taking bets on how much of it would survive the five mile journey home.
Both Mummy Sheila and Jules are also fans of my cakes and will be here later in the week.
I think it's a case of "if I bake it, they will come!"*
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* You can always rely on my smutty wife to add, "in more ways than one" to that statement ... If I say so, myself, I can bake a very good carrot cake.
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