It was my birthday yesterday. I normally would award myself by baking or sometimes buying a good rich chocolate cake to celebrate yet another milestone I have achieved. But this year my plans deviated a little thanks to my friends who enticed me with zebra cake. One started to bake a zebra cake and the rest follow like a herd of zebras in the savannah.
Each and everyone of us yields a different zebra, some including myself became a bit tapir.
Going gaga and zebras because I have only achieved tapir I decided to try again. My batter was very liquid making it almost impossible to handle. I decide to use 2 jugs instead of spoon and I have decided to add more flour in the batter making it 350g instead.
My second attempt is at least a zebra.I am going nuts with animal prints by this time.
I suppose like zebras each stripe in a zebra marks its individuality . I suppose so is the cakes we make.