I made a three-layer carrot cake for Thanksgiving and my Uncle Lester (who's been feeding people for decades) insisted on having a piece so he could judge it. His verdict? "You almost knew what you were doing." That's his version of high praise! I did it, y'all! Can't believe I managed to impress him with something I made.
Plus I had people yesterday saying that they don't even LIKE carrot cake, but they thought mine was "fire". I guess I did alright this year, haha! Thanks to my cousin Kayla for requesting it in the first place.