Fine, I’ll admit it. I had a hankering for cake batter a couple of weeks back. Not cake-cake batter. Yellow cake batter to be exact. A few licks of a batter-coated rubber spatula, I reasoned, and I would be a happy woman. Simple pleasure. And then it dawned on me that one of my kid’s birthdays was the next day…so I actually had a legit excuse to mix up some batter, do some covert spatula-licking, and wind up with a birthday cake in the process!
First recipe I thought of called for buttermilk, which is not something that I happened to have in my fridge. And I wanted the cake batter licking to commence as soon…