Dear ,
Yesterday I made a mug cake.
At least, that was the plan.
What came out of the microwave looked less like a cake and more like a small volcanic event.
It had escaped the mug, spread across the plate, and left a crater in the middle. Butter pooled inside it like lava.
Had I only seen the “after” picture, I might never have tasted it.
(It looked so awful that I had to make a "Sparkly" version just to make the story more appetizing.)
But I did eat it.
And it was delicious.