English/Lit Majors Beware.

Please forgive me for what will probably be one of my most bland/typo-riddled posts of all time.  Madison and I were up every two and a half hours last night, in addition to the two times she woke up when she didn't eat.  I think I got more sleep the first night we brought her home from the hospital.  Yay for (late) three month growth spurts.

After the sponges had cooled and before the Texans v. Ravens game began, it was time to whip up some frosting.  I found a recipe for chocolate buttercream on Pinterest.  It was originally pinned from savorysweetlife.com . 

The recipe called for:
1 cup unsalted butter
3 1/2 cups confectioner's sugar
1/2 cup cocoa powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
4 tablespoons heavy whipping cream

As I mentioned, the Texan's game was due to begin at any minute.  In my rush to finish the frosting so I could watch the game, I neglected to take a single picture of the process.  That sacrifice turned out to be in vain thanks to the suckiness factor of the Texans.  Actually, they played pretty well; I'm just a sore loser.

Anyway, the frosting was pretty simple (but definitely not easy) to make.  First, I creamed the butter.  Doing it by hand, it took me about five minutes.  I was out of breath by the time that dang butter was creamed.  Then I added 3 cups of the confectioners sugar and all of the cocoa and creamed them into the butter.

After another five minute upper body workout,  I added the vanilla extract, salt, and cream, and mixed them in.  Once it was fully incorporated, the frosting was still way to stiff to spread, so I added two more tablespoons of the heavy cream.  I mixed it all really well, and I was done!  I used maybe 3/4 of it to frost the cake.  The rest, I begrudgingly dumped. 

The finished product definitely didn't win any beauty contests, but I think it tasted pretty good.  We had my parents over for cards that night, and of course I made them each eat a slice.  I knew the cake was lacking something, but couldn't figure it out.  My mom thinks it needed more salt; I'm not sure if that was the problem.  Nonetheless, as of about 7:02 this morning, that sucker is G-O-N-E.

I haven't decided whether I'll try making this particular cake again.  The frosting is a definite keeper, but I'm not so sure about the cake itself. 

The gub bug (I can't even type this morning!) sounds like she's waking up.  Again.  I'm gonna go do my best happy mommy impression.  Have a great day!

Oh, yeah.  Happy 27th birthday, Patrick!  I We love you very much!

-Kelli