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09:08 pm: Baking up a storm
Sunday I needed to pick up some accessories for wednesday_10_00's yukata, so I decided to take a trip to Kyoto for some shopping.

Somehow I managed to spend nearly all the money I brought with me. I don't know how that happens, it just does. Most of it went toward various books, including a whole stack of manga from friends' recommendations.

When I got home, it was early evening. I decided to do a test batch of the cake recipe I intended to use on Monday, to make sure it would turn out okay. It came out fine, though I had forgotten that I was out of baking soda and had to make a run to the grocery store in the middle of mixing ingredients.

In the morning, the first thing I had to do was drop by the Board of Education so the superintendent could personally hand me my certificate of contract renewal. As soon as I finished with that, I headed over to the school with the cake recipe so the teacher could buy the ingredients. I also brought the batch I made yesterday and left it for anyone who wanted some.

Once the teacher got back from shopping, we headed to the home ec room so I could show her how to make the cake. The main problem with this is that my directions were all in terms of volume, but Japanese people always measure dry ingredients by weight. So we would have the following exchange:

Me: Two cups of flour...

Teacher: What is that in grams?

Me: ~_~

I had decided upon a devil's food cake, which required cocoa powder. When the teacher bought the ingredients, she bought drink mix cocoa powder, with milk already added. @_@ Oh, well, I used it anyway. The cake came out lighter brown than usual, and the inside was more like a brownie than a cake, though I don't know if that was due to the milk powder or some other factor. Anyway, the teacher liked it...she ate nearly half of one of the small cakes (out of four) while we were standing there chatting.

She was surprised when I translated the name of the cake for her. I told her that there was also such a thing as "angel food" cake, and she asked me to teach her that, also. Apparently she's in charge of teaching the students how to cook for home ec, but she can't get a sponge cake to turn out well, which is why she asked me to show her how to bake a cake. Thus she'll be using the recipe I gave her to teach the students this fall.

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From:megory
Date:August 1st, 2005 08:11 am (UTC)

You just can't go wrong with cake, I think!

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That's great that she liked the way it turned out. I prefer brownies to cake, anyway. You might call that a serendipity. I'll want to try it.

Just this weekend we've been hearing about all kinds of ways to vary cake recipes. Weight Watchers is famous for modifying recipes for less oil or fewer carbs. We stopped by Maryrose's 46th anniversary party yesterday, and she had one called "Litter Box" cake. It really looked like a litter box with tootsie roll pieces stretched out on the top to look like you know what. The rest of it was all crumbly and grainy and in two distinctly differently colored layers. You must have to eat it with a spoon. I didn't get to stay around to try it.
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From:spacealien_vamp
Date:August 1st, 2005 05:05 pm (UTC)

Re: You just can't go wrong with cake, I think!

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We stopped by Maryrose's 46th anniversary party yesterday, and she had one called "Litter Box" cake. It really looked like a litter box with tootsie roll pieces stretched out on the top to look like you know what.

@_@ ...And the home ec teacher was surprised to hear about "mud pie"...
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From:sara_tanaquil
Date:August 1st, 2005 08:31 am (UTC)
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Japanese people always measure dry ingredients by weight

I had the same problem in reverse! I first learned to cook in England, where they measure everything in grams, and when I came back to the US all my carefully learned recipes were suddenly screwed up because I couldn't measure anything properly. I have a metric scale now, but I've forgotten half the things I used to cook.
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