Carrot Cake Sunday

Rummaging through the fridge, I found a bag of God-knows-how-old carrot at the bottom of the vegetable compartment. How would I get rid of them?

Carrot cake!

So after dinner, I started the whole shebang of peeling and grating carrot and chopping walnuts and whisking and mixing and all the fun baking stuff. And when the cake batter loaded into the oven, I moved on to the cleaning and scrubbing, happily.

I couldn't remember when was the last time I baked, really.

30 minutes later, came the best part- eating the first slice, fresh from the oven and toasty warm.

Oh God, it was tasty, just the perfect combo of the sweetness of the carrots and crunch from the walnuts and the fragrance of the cinnamon. Kick-ass tasty!

Damn I'm good!

I was still stuffing myself a slice at 11:30, right before I headed for bed!

So good!