The trash was talked. The tacky e-mails to the voters were sent. An unidentified person put her finger in my truffles. Another unidentified person flirted with a married man to get his vote.
Both unidentified persons had a striking similarity to her:
In the end, my buttercream chocolate cake with Oreo truffles triumphed, beating out chocolate souffle and pumpkin ice cream cake. Indeed, they will hear about it for the remainder of 2010.
Here's how the night unfolded:
*My cake came out of the pan in clumps. I decided to go with Julia Child's motto, "never apologize in the kitchen!" and just kept adding buttercream. Sidenote: my Mom and Sis are gorgeous.
*The happy dance we do when we're cooking and hoping all goes well.
*Still dancing. And perhaps drinking large amounts of champagne.
I'd like to thank the voters for coming out. I'd like to thank Pioneer Woman for her chocolate sheet cake recipe. Most importantly, I'd like to thank Dad for the large amounts of champagne. It makes me a better cook.