It sounded so promising: Mexican Drunken Cake.
So tasty sounding, yet so, well, icky. That's what I get for trying to get around baking. We do precious little baking around here. Foodgoat refuses to measure things, and I am made anxious by the inability to constantly check for doneness. For the Mexican Drunken Cake, I just had to buy an angel food cake and let it soak in a orange juice and rum syrup.
The result was, ahem, a little too orange-and-rummy.
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