I was very uninspired by the internet this week. Well, minus finding out that George Clooney’s wife is having twins. George > Beyonce. End of story.
But I was inspired by an excess of lemons and some leftover buttermilk in the fridge. And with that inspiration, I baked a cake. If there was ever a cake that deserves to be eaten at breakfast, this is it. It’s light and bright and slightly sweet.
Does anyone else get a little anxiety when you pull a bundt cake out of the oven? I mean, I pray to the bundt gods that it comes out beautifully while holding my breath and turning the pan.
And I always do a little bundt dance when it comes out perfect.
This weekend is rather low-key for us. No real plans except a precious birthday party for our favorite one year old boy on Saturday afternoon. But the weather is going to be GORGEOUS so I see a couple of long walks in my future and perhaps an adult beverage on the back deck. I hope you have the best weekend ever – make it a little sweeter and bake a cake!