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Monday, November 1, 2010 @ 7:03 PM
Pineapple Upside Down Cake, Swiss Haus and a day of lovely ladies!

There are some things you should know about me if you're going to read my blog. I should probably tell you that for as much as I bake, I rarely bake with other people. I bake for people but never with them. I'm a control freak. I have a stirring problem. When I was five, my mom would let me stir something, tell me it looked good and then give it a few more stirs as soon as I relinquished the spoon to her. In my five year old head, my mother was lying. If it was really truly good, it wouldn't have needed those extra stirs. I felt betrayed. I felt inadequate. I felt determined to make every stir count from that moment forward. Yes, it was melodramatic, but it stuck. I have a hard time handing over my whisk to people, even to this day.

A few weeks ago, my friend Annisa asked me to help bake a pineapple upside down cake for her boyfriend's birthday. I may bake solo, but I'm no Scrooge. I've helped friends with
baking projects before. I have a big heart and generally can't say no to people. More importantly, I love hanging out with friends that I haven't seen in a while and baking surprises. Naturally, I agreed to help.



Isn't she adorable? 


Just look at that bubbling brown sugar... Yum!
 


The final product.

 Baking with Annisa was a ton of fun. We almost had a measuring mishap, but things turned out just fine. I left while the cake was still in the oven, so I wasn't there for the big surprise or to taste it, but Dan was happy with it and Annisa gave it good reviews. 

It was great catching up with Annisa and on my way in I may have stopped at Swiss Haus to eat pastry......so the whole day was a win. My friend (and fellow baker) Ana was in town, so we caught up over lemon rolls and cake. I couldn't take pictures inside the bakery so you could see the plethora of cookies and cakes that look like they fell from the happiest parts of my imagination and into a glass case. Please accept my apologies and feast your eyes instead on my lemon roll.


A delicate dusting of powdered sugar covering every light, lemony crumb


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about me.

i'm kelly.
26 year old stressbaker.
about-to-graduate grad school.
new england transplant.
eating through philly & the burbs.
baking my way into the hearts of friends.
way more than cheesesteak

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