In the last three days, I've made Pumpkin Cake Roll twice. Apparently I was so eager to have it this year that I promised it for multiple social occasions. I'm just glad that Spyder reminded me I'd offered to make one for tonight's blogger meetup. Otherwise, I might have forgotten.
I've come to the conclusion that I am incapable of rolling one up without having the cake crack into large sections. Fortunately the filling sticks it together, but it would certainly look nicer if that didn't happen. I wonder if it's my Airbake pan that's causing that to happen? I suppose I could eventually get a regular jelly roll pan and see if that helps.
Here's a little baking tangent that's only relevant because it concerns something I happen to like. Via a comment by Monkey on Rancid Raves, I've learned way more than I wanted to know about Cool Whip. Ew. I guess it's time I switched to whipped cream like a grownup. It'll be the kind in the can, though, because that's so much more fun.
If you find any typos in today's post, it's because Xena decided that she needed to drape herself across my arm the entire time I was composing it. She's gone on to add "nipping the inside of my elbow" and "hooking a claw in my forearm" to her list of intrusions as I finish this up, so I'll just say "Happy Friday" and sign off.