Member Rara Avis
It's nice to have friends willing to make me feel a little less dumb.
I was working and almost completely forgot the cake was in the oven. I opened the oven, stuck in a toothpick, and it came out dry. So, I pulled the cake, admired the way it had raised so beautifully, and went back to work. An hour or two later, when I went back to the kitchen, the center of my beautifully raised cake had collapsed like an inflated ego. No biggie. Not until a knife revealed the center was still more batter than cake. I could either try cooking it more or settle for eating it with a straw.
It didn't work, though. Once yeast has done its job once, it's seemingly reluctant to hit the time clock again. Instead of a straw, I needed a leather punch.
It wasn't a total waste, though, because I learned a new trick. The cake was impromptu, and only after it was mixed did I realize I was short a can of pineapple. I like one can of crushed pineapple and a second can of chunks for texture. All I had on hand was the crushed. But I did have a can of tropical fruit cocktail, and I figured that had at least some pineapple junks, right? It did. Along with papaya and guava, and I figured, aw, what the heck. And guess what?
A tropical fruit upside-down cake ain't half bad.