As many of you know, November 15 is National Bundt Cake Day. Last year, I participated in an online roundup put together by a food blogger who then turned around and did something I find not only completely uncool and unforgivable, but also not at all in keeping with the spirit of something as fun and frivolous as the celebration of Bundt.
Seriously. It’s a day dedicated to cake. We’re not curing cancer here. We’re not engaged in a particularly noble pursuit with lasting benefits to all mankind. We’re just baking some fucking cakes.
So the bad taste left over from last year’s NBCD celebration, combined with the fact that apparently I don’t get to see any damn hockey this year, put me in rather a more violent mood than is my usual when I’m about to make a cake.