The best-laid plans of bunnies and bakers can go astray.
That's what happened when I decided to not bake a cake in my bunny mold.
I whipped up a triple batch of cornbread and poured it into the greased pan. I had low expectations. Considering all that's happened, I wouldn't have been surprised if my bunny turned into a plague of frogs. I assumed the batter would overflow, but I was in Little Miss Prepared mode and set the mold on a jelly roll pan. The batter stayed put. When the bunny's ears began to brown, I covered them gently with tin foil. So far, so good. I took the pan from the oven, and while the bunny cooled, I used the leftover batter to make savory pancakes.
Everything was fine until I unmolded the cornbread. I tried to be oh-so careful, but the bunny's ear and tail snapped off. I wasn't shocked, not one bit. I had two boxes of cake mix on the shelf and plenty of time to bake something normal. Not going to stress. Nope. Bandy arrived and helped me patch the bunny with butter and toothpicks; but that tail just wouldn't stay put. If life gives you a broken cornbread bunny, garnish it with tulips and chives.
Still, it was a fun experiment. Most of the bunny was intact; the cornbread was delicious and cute (cornbread is rarely cute, so I was tickled). If you took away the flowers, he reminded me of a beachcombing bunny, getting a suntan at Gulf Shores.
A cornbread bunny is a welcome addition to my Southern table.
It's hard to believe that Easter is almost over. It just swooped in. But it brought the best surprise ever: spring. The afternoons are getting longer, and the world around us is warming. I'm so thankful that winter is in my rear view. My yard took a beating, but we'll get through it. I'm looking forward to moving my lavender to the ranch and planting vegetables in the raised beds. My new motto is:
I hope your day is superb.
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