looks like our internet has decided to break my addiction by only being available for a couple of hours every couple of days. so that's fun.

Today's Valentine's Entry is going to focus on RED VELVET CAKE.



I've never made one, but I watched Martha Stewart make one once, so that sorta counts, right?

I thought so. (and no, I do not have the recipe for the exact, above cake)

And HERE is a cute link to some random person's blog who has some really awesome pictures of making one.

and here is a recipe courtesy of the wonderful February issue of a magazine I get:

3 eggs
3/4 c butter
3 c all purpose flour
2 tsp. unsweetened cocoa powder
2 1/4 c sugar
1 1/2 tsp vanilla
1 1-oz. bottle red food coloring (two tbsp) (or you could use TWO bottles like the girl in the blog!)
1 1/2 c buttermilk
1 1/2 tsp baking soda
1 1/2 tsp vinegar

Buttercream frosting (get your own recipe for that, this is going to be a bear to type up as it is).

1. Let eggs and butter stand 30 mins. Heat oven 350. Grease and flour 3 8x1.5 in. round baking pans.
2. combine flour, cocoa powder adn 3/4 tsp salt; set aside. In large mixing bowl beat butter on med-high 30 seconds. Add sugar and vanilla; beat until combined. One at a time, add eggs; beat on medium after each. Beat in food coloring on low.
3. Alternatelyadd flour mixture and buttermilk to egg mixture; beat on low-medium after each just until combined. Stir together baking soda and vinegar. Add to batter, beat until just combined.
4. Spread in prep'd pans. Cook 25-30 mins. (may appear marbled)

then ya make yer buttercream frosting and then spread it between the layers, on the top and sides, and voila! Pretty red V-Day cake.

aaaannnd... How Do I Love Thee? #5

I'm wrong a lot. In our 9.5 years, we have established this. And I have a bad temper. (okay so does he, but whatever. this isn't about that)
If we get into an argument, which is blessedly rare, I am usually happy to declare myself completely over him and unwilling to ever speak to him again, etc etc.
He always apologizes first.
Always.
Even when I'm the one being a total jerk.
And then as soon as he says he's sorry, I suddenly realize (naturally, this hapens AFTER he has apologized) how totally wrong I was and how much I love him and how wonderful he is, etc etc.

Poor guy.
He puts up with so much.