Remember our lemons? They were green on our tiny balcony tree for nearly a whole year before they finally came good.
With my parents on their way to visit us, I decided to bake a cake (as always, they drove up from Brisbane giving us plenty of lead-time before they arrived. I could have baked the cake at least four times over during the days it took them to get here).
The mixture was good and thick (a whole 250g butter) and it gave my poor old mixer a work out. I got that mixer back in 1997 - the year of Bittersweet Symphony. (Where were you when they were playing that song? I was in Cash Converters in The Valley in Brisbane, searching for a stack of CDs that had been stolen out of the house I was sharing with two other students, an architect and a guy who was in a band. I'd heard that if you could spot a good number of your own CDs in Cash Converters the day after your house got broken into, they'd generally let you have them back for free. Unfortunately they didn't have my CDs, but they did have this cool retro mixer for $7.)
Sadly, the thick mixture was too much for the little old mixer, and she gave out before the mixing was completely done.
After half an hour in the oven the cake was still a bit mishapen - but it did taste OK.
Goodbye little old mixer. RIP. I wish I could go back to 1997 and get another one.