The Pineapple Cake… seems like a strange name for a blog that isn’t all about pineapples or cake right? Let me tell you how this name really came about.
When I was a kid, my mom decided it was time to teach me how to bake, or maybe that was me begging to bake a yellow cake recipe I had from my American Girl books and she finally gave in. It was my first cake and I was so excited!
Mom taught me how to measure ingredients, mix it all in, and pour it in the pan.
The pan: a child size, form spring, bunt cake pan.
As the cake was baking we started to notice something…. Something relatively important when it comes to baking with a form spring pan: the sides of the pan and the bottom were not snapped together tightly. The longer the cake baked the more batter leaked ending up on the bottom of the oven and hardly any staying in the pan.
When the timer went off and the cake cooled what we were left with was a tiny sliver of cake, the size, shape, and color, of a pineapple ring. An absolutely delicious sliver of cake!
Steadily over the years my baking went from leaky pans, to burnt cookies, to where I am today, a baking fanatic who would throw a party just to be able to share my sweets and recipes with family and friends.
The name of the blog comes from that my first cake, “The Pineapple Cake,” but it means much more. It symbolizes that even when the unexpected happens you can still find a positive out of a crumby situation.
So what ever happened to the mess that was on the bottom of the oven? We ate it! That cake was SO good!