So, Jon is helping me clean the kitchen post-cinnabon incident, and my mom calls. She says, "I have something for your blog." Oh?...
Apparently she had an incident similar to the Banana Bomb Incident, only with an angel food cake. It rose something to the tune of 5 inches over her pan and coated the entire stove. Good job Mom.
One woman's attempt to win her man's heart through his stomach with no cooking skills and a "What-the-Hell" attitude!
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