January 22, 2008

apparently i live with a (malfunctioning) baker.

so i felt like eating some chocolate cake tonight that was made by somebody else. good thing i have a live-in boyfriend and the foresight to buy trader joe's chocolate lava cakes, the directions for which literally state:

preheat oven to 400 degrees. remove all packaging. place frozen cake on baking sheet. bake for 15-17 minutes. remove from oven. devour.

i thought it was pretty self-explanatory, particularly because you pretty much JUST HAVE TO PUT THE CAKE IN THE OVEN. however, questions regarding the "baking" process tonight included:
  • where are the pans?
  • how do i turn on the oven?
  • i think i set the timer for 15 hours. how can you tell?
  • where are the hot pads? (me: what the fuck are hot pads?) hot pads are a thing! so wait, we don't have hot pads? ...balls.
(i tuned out and finished watching veronica mars at this point)

anyway, the cakes turned out amazingly well, despite the trials and tribulations of PUTTING THEM IN THE OVEN AND TURNING THE OVEN ON.

awesome.

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