The Rainbow Cake That Never Was

You guys, I tried. I tried so damn hard to make a nice rainbow cake for us. I got up early on my day off, I bought all the ingredients, I bought a new candy thermometer for the perfect meringue frosting, I (somehow) remained patient during the whole process even though I had to wash & reuse the same two baking tins over & over, I painstakingly whipped up the most perfect meringue frosting by hand (!), & in total I lovingly spent six dang hours baking this cake from beginning to end. I was so excited to cut into & try the cake that I also invited my family over to have some with Boyfriend & I, that’s how high my intentions were. Friends, I was so so wrong. 

This is, without question, the most horrible thing I have ever baked. Not only was the cake dry & powdery, but it tasted like those god awful cardboard biscuits you feed to babies. It was soul destroying. It crushed my inner being. I’m being ever-so-slightly dramatic, but it hurt deep, real deep. The general consensus after everybody had had a few bites was that no one wanted any more bites ever again, so the whole thing was dumped in bin for the sake of our taste buds. Heartbroken. 

Not only did I waste so much of my time baking a cake that ended up in the bin, but I also spent a considerable amount of time & effort taking photos of said cake, hence this post. Even though we couldn’t appreciate the cake for its taste, I’m hoping that we can still appreciate the cake for its beauty. I mean, it is pretty though, don’t you think?  Pretty pretty layers (of truly horrible cake). 

(such a sad waste of beloved m&m’s)