Wits’ End
It’s not me, it’s the oven. I swear. At first I was worried it was me, but after researching baking at high altitude, testing my baking powder, restraining myself from over-mixing, and wrapping damp strips of cloth around the pans, the cake is still only one inch tall. There’s no way I can slice each layer in half in order to assemble the four layer cake it was intended to be. How I wish it was just a simple error…