Today is the hubster's birthday.
I decided to make him a cake.
You know, because it's his birthday.
It's what you do for birthdays.
So I got to work, whipped up a yummy tasting batter and put it in the oven.
The minutes ticked by; I watch it closely.
I pulled it out right as it was springing back from my touch.
It looked awesome.
Then it started to cool.
"WHY???" I cried in despair!
Then I had a vision of the instructions.
It said to sift the baking soda and flour together.