Initially, I had meant to post this a couple of days ago–and it was a meyer lemon cake, rather than a blood orange cake.
Unfortunately for me, it ended up being a sordid lesson in how not to bundt. Honestly, I thought things were going great–the batter was delicious. The cake filled out the pan beautifully as it baked…
And then I tried to get it out of the pan.
Now, if I’m being honest, I think patience may have played a little part in the problem–or rather, my lack thereof. Poorly greased pan likely also played a part. Regardless, though, of the culprit, in the end I had a cake in about seven pieces and a heart full of crumbling sadness. I did make the best of it, haphazardly smooshing it back together and covering it in syrup and glaze. And it wasn’t HORRIBLE looking.
But it also wasn’t the beautiful bundt that I was hoping for. (Oh, who am I kidding. It was like Frankenstein’s monster!)