HCB: White Gold Passion Génoise

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About a week ago, I sent my main chica, Jenn an e-mail letting her know that my participation in HCB was going to be very limited or even non-existent moving forward. Due to tremendous load of work at my job, everything in my life has sort of taken a backseat including my baking. I just did not have time to commit to the weekly baking schedule.

Then of course I read her Last Cake, Next Cake post and saw that the next cake was the White Gold Passion Génoise.

She had me at: Passion Fruit.

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HCB: Apple Upside-Down Cake

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And I’m back baking from Rose’s Heavenly Cakes.  We are in the last stretch, and the last couple of weeks nothing in the line up has made me run to the kitchen to bake, making my HBC participation the last thing on my to do list the last couple of months. 

I blame it on the fact that everyone is feeling the inferno that the weather god is sending our way this summer with those 100+ temperatures.  Who in their right mind want’s to turn the oven on when it’s like a gazillion degrees outside?

But, this week was free choice and I wanted to bake – because well, I’m crazy!  I have a love-hate relationship with the “free choice” options.  In one end, I love it because I get to choose what I’m going to bake, in the other; I hate it because I get to choose what I’m going to bake.  I dislike having so many choices – give me 3 and I can make a decision, give me over 3 and I become this indecisive puddle of doubt.   I ended up having to call Tom and ask him to narrow it down.

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Banana Cake with Mocha Frosting and Salted Candied Peanuts

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When we arrived last Monday from our Mexico vacation, both Tom and I were holding each other up – yes, were relaxed and loosed and ready to take on the world.  But having just spent most of the day traveling in ferries, transfer buses and planes, by the time we walked in our house, we were exhausted.

We both called our respective work and told them we were going to take the day off.

And we slept.

A lot.

Actually, he slept more than I.  Because, my body knows that when I have plenty of time to oversleep, my internal wake up alarm kicks in and there is nothing that stops me from waking up and not being able to fall back to sleep.  I usually go nuts trying to accomplish this, until I simply give up and get out of bed.

Then I walk around antsy all day.

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